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Something I've come to realize now, in my fifties, is that I've never really had friends. In school, I was awkward, shy, and never made friends. I was the weird kid the other kids teased instead of playing with me. I never experienced having girlfriends and sharing makeup and going to the mall in my teens because I was never allowed to leave the house (long story.) In early adulthood, I was married to a controlling man who isolated me. By my thirties, I was free of him but so consumed by my career that I didn't bother doing anything outside of work and home. Then I fell ill and stopped working. The few friends I thought I had drifted away. I attend organized group events and chat with people I know at those functions, but when I suggest meeting for lunch or coffee outside of those events, the response is a resounding no. I stay in my house with my husband and my dogs and I read and write.

Dogs - if nobody wants to be your friend, buy someone who will!

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