I never had a real family to speak of, so my friends are very important to me. They have kept me going through all the years of suffering. They were the ones who I could rely on when things were at it's bleakest. Sure they're not perfect, and sometimes they really get on my nerves, but they have been the one constant for over twenty years, and for some reason we still hang out together.
When my SP was at its worst they forced me to go out with them, and with them around I felt more secure and my anxiety lessened. It was when I was alone my SP would get out of control.
Most of my friends are in a relationship, have kids and has steady jobs. I've been living on welfare for 21/2 years now, have never had a stable relationship and have no children. Despite this my friends don't look down on me, instead they try to help me, but they do not pity me. We have many of the same interests and they are mostly intelligent, understanding and nice people. I love my friends and don't know if I would be alive today had they not been there to support me.