It’s not easy to wholly know a person. Sometimes people fail us even when we may think they are the best friends ever, the best spouses, the best relatives.

Here, in my country, there’s a saying that states more or less as: You can only trust your father.

I partly agree with this saying. There’s not a bigger and disinterested love than the one your progenitors can provide you. But even them can make behaviours (without intention) that can make us good for nothing. So, the rest of people.

I’m with you in wanting friendship of quality. I’m very much into it. Few, but good ones. With the rest of people, I’m very reserve.

P.S.: Not here, I’m less reserve here because it’s anonymous and I kind of think that people here are more like-minded. So, I feel more free.