That was posted on facebook and this was my comment to the article:

I'm not even 30 and its true. Once you get to a certain point in your life, you try to keep the ppl you know close. But in the case of expats, we have to make new friends. We have to go out of our comfort zone or we are going to drown in our own loneliness. I've met a lot of ppl in the last 3 years that I have had the honour of knowing. Some of those ppl I consider family and pray that these friendships will last for thr rest of my life. Though I know deep down inside that some of these friendships will end once I stop being an expat.

More so, a lot of the ppl you hang out w as an expat, you might not have hung out w or known in your own town.

Some friendships for expats are out of convinence which is a sad fact.

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Some ppl aren't worth our time or effort… period. Though for the ones that are, we gladly make time for them. I always try to keep an open mind and focus on being understanding that life gets too busy and people lose track of time.

Then I accept the fact that these people who give me these excuses do so every time. Then it gets to a point where you just say, “Fk it! Why bother when they don't give a crap.” It comes to a point where I feel like I'm begging and I am not one to beg. If I have to beg for your time then obviously I'm not worth it and so much for that friendship because I have more and better people who WANT me in their life and to be an active part of it.

Ever since I've been an expat, I've lost friends and family alike that just don't have time any more to just say “Hi.” or reply to a letter. Some times it's better to walk away than it is to fight for a friendship when it's one sided.

Sometimes I really hate people 🙂