Who’s my good friend?

I struggled with the phrase 'best friends' or even 'friends'. I used to think families are extension of friends. Probably because of my relationship with my family but I felt it was healthier relationship to think in such way. One night, my niece and sister-in-law were having a chat about 'best friends' or 'good friends'.... Continue Reading →

Who’s friend? Who’s acquaintance?

For many years, my friends circle had two colours: black or white; in or out. Everyone will be in once they've gained my trust and they'll be out when they've crossed my boundaries for twice. This means that it will take me awhile to let them in to my white circle. Similarly, it will take... Continue Reading →

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