In the past few years since I got married and had children, I have devoted most of my time to my family, and I have almost no friends around me.

Most of my friends from childhood to adulthood are scattered all over the place, and they are closely connected through the Internet and only see each other a few times a year.

In addition, everyone is getting married and having families, and friendship seems to be no longer important. The once simple friendship has also been tainted with the flavor of reality, becoming a bit alienated and hypocritical.

For friends who are not married, the ideological gap is also relatively large. After all, the content of life is so different that it is difficult to empathize with each other, so naturally there is no topic to talk about.

Often on lonely nights, I open my address book and cannot find a friend to whom I can talk.

In the process of accompanying my son to grow up, the people he comes into contact with the most are stay-at-home mothers. Because they have the same experiences and feelings, it is easy to become friends.

But in this process, there are also some unpleasantness.

My son was diagnosed with language delay when he was more than one year old. Since I didn’t want to interact with others, I was forced to join the group of mothers with my son.

In order to let my son have more contact with children, he should start talking as early as possible! I learned to coax the other children in a coquettish tone, and even chatted with some mothers about the family’s shortcomings!

For a while, I began to be forced to socialize, and I felt very resistant and anxious. The adult world is really not easy!

Later, I moved and got rid of the relatively unfamiliar and passive living environment!

The new environment and new home brought a little peace and joy to my restless heart! I am less anxious about my child's development. After all, happiness and longevity are the most important things!

Gradually, meeting new friends has become the same social need for both of us!

I always want to leave a good impression on everyone in a new environment, and I always treat new people and things with an open mind. As my son gets older, his need for social interaction becomes stronger, and as he grows older, I begin to long for having my own circle of friends again.

In this process, I made three friends. The reason why we can be called friends is because I have been sincere to them. time.

Gaining new friends is exciting, happy and proud.

After all, the life of raising a baby is very hard. If we all talk together, the life will be much happier.

However, adults' emotions are rational. Behind each of us, there is a family hidden.

In the process, we will also end up in embarrassment due to disputes between the children.

The son of the first friend I met always hit my son, and he hit him on the head every time. After too many times, I felt very dissatisfied. When the education was useless, I quit the group chat and cut off all contact with my son.

There is no contact with her.

In the middle, we also have a similar friend.

However, occasionally I will hear news about her from this friend, know that they have made an appointment to have dinner together, and see her hang up the phone call in front of me.

As I am over 30 years old, I think I am very mature and I am no longer as childish as when I was a child. I am still jealous when I see my good friends playing with others.

But in fact, I still feel uncomfortable. I don’t want someone who has caused me pain to still appear in my life, and I don’t want to leak my life to people I don’t want to see.

What's more, I feel that I am not valued, not cherished, and not unique.

I know, I am very selfish and naive to think this way.

However, what I want is a unique emotion, friendship is, and love is even more.

In the past half month, I haven’t made any appointments with any friends.

Every day, after sending my son to kindergarten, I go to the library to read books, exercise at home, and spend time with my son in the evening.

I reflect on my mistakes in making friends: trusting others too much, confiding in others too early, being too impulsive!

Behind this is actually an insecure, unstrong, and unfulfilled self.

Friends are important, but the kind of friends you make is more important!

When people reach middle age, time is the most precious.

We strive to improve our lives, and we must be more cautious in making friends.

Leave time to important and worthy people, and to a better and better self.