No men can live alone. I’ve seen times and times what isolation can do to a human. Socializing with others is psychological need. We often strive to be liked and appreciated. We crave recognition and acknowledgement. We love to be noticed and cherished for who we are. As a young girl, I must say that I spent many hours wondering about my friends. I thought of who liked me and who did not. I thought of why they did not like me and what did I do wrong. Sometimes I cried myself to sleep, when I could not do anything to “save” my friendship with people who I thought were important. I liked to give and never asked for anything in return. Once, the time had come that I needed help. For the first time I had to reach out and ask. I was embarrassed. I did not know how to ask for help. In that challenging time I learned more than ever. I learned that the true friends will never let me down, no matter how far I lived and how long we did not talk. I learn that true friendships last for lifetime. I learned that real friendships were rare and few. Suddenly it occurred to me that all my wasted tears for people who did not care were not wasted for no reason. It had to happen so that I can cherish what was important – the friends for whom I never had to shed one single tear, while trying to figure out what went wrong with our friendship. It felt like growing up all over again. I was happy.