Talk:Friendship lessons/@comment-7345250-20130424211111

Your Royal Highness,

Over the course of the past few years, I have learned that friendship is not what it appears to be.

Long ago, I was shunned, cast out, and ignored by all. For three years, and for reasons unjust, I was reviled by onlookers as a creature with absolutely no sense of decency.

And what did I do? I embraced my isolation. I watched them from a distance and observed their every movement, motive, and misdeed. I saw society for what it truly is--a woefully permanent abomination that will never cease to oppress the enfeebled. I will say nothing more about that topic.

After months and months of quiet reflection and analysis, they finally came to me and asked why I was so pensive. They asked me to join them; they finally wanted my company. I laughed, and I rebuked them. As weak-minded beings with no capacity for anything beyond what their cliques desired, they could not see what I saw, nor could they see that they alone were responsible for my... epiphany and transformation.

To this day, they have never learned of my philosophy. To this day, I have never told anyone, nor will I tell it now. However, I will say this: I laughed when they cried. Their heartbreak was my pleasure. I have always been cold-hearted, but over time, I developed sadistic tendencies.

And then I had a chance to start afresh in a new environment. I resented all people still, but this time, they offered what they considered hospitality (I would disagree, but I digress). Besides, with my degree of intelligence, perhaps some of these new folks could prove themselves worthy of being called my peers. Unlike the previous lot, a few of them were not ninnies, numskulls, and nitwits alike.

It has been two years since I met this new lot. Even now, they still extend their arms in openness, while I avert my eyes. So.....

'''I used to wonder what friendship could be. '''Now I know what it is, and I still resent it. It is more of an invitation to mutual affection than a getting-together of devoted companions.

Friendship is for those who are able to feel sympathy, love, trust, and so forth. I, on the other hand, have the emotional range of a frozen pond. I do not seek friendship; I have no desire for it, and I am almost entirely incapable of committing myself to such a relationship, especially after the tragic end that befell my one, true...

Well, that is a story for another day.

Cordially, Grovyle