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Fair-weather Friends

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Autism and Social Relationships

I used to think certain people were my friends, even though the only time they ever communicated with me was when they wanted me to do something for them. It took me a really long time to understand that I wasn't really a friend to them...just a means to an end.

Fair-weather Friend (Wiktionary)
noun

  1. One who is friendly, helpful, or available only when it is advantageous or convenient to be so.

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Way to many people have that additude I'm afraid.😔It seems like toned down traits of narcissism and machiavellianism are everywhere. It's sad really.
 
When I was a kid I never had real friends... I had people who used me...
I just wanted friends, I wanted the cool girls and guys to like me... I remember one year in particular, I must have been 12... And I felt I finally had friends... See what I used to do to be liked was stealing for them from the local shop... I remember endless orders for specific perfumes...it was Christmas time and all mothers of the cool guys in town that year received expensive perfumes... While I just got fake friends who used me and took advantage of me...
It took sooo long, a lifetime, before I could admit the amount of people in my life who took advantage of my need for connection and belonging...
 
When I was a kid I never had real friends... I had people who used me...
I just wanted friends, I wanted the cool girls and guys to like me... I remember one year in particular, I must have been 12... And I felt I finally had friends... See what I used to do to be liked was stealing for them from the local shop... I remember endless orders for specific perfumes...it was Christmas time and all mothers of the cool guys in town that year received expensive perfumes... While I just got fake friends who used me and took advantage of me...
It took sooo long, a lifetime, before I could admit the amount of people in my life who took advantage of my need for connection and belonging...
I'm glad that you see through all that now and I hope that you will be able to find true friends who really care.
 

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