We spend our lives pretending that we know and appreciate others, and as we never get at all that people see clearly what we think of ourselves, just putting our hopes for the future, hoping that someday find someone who understands, who knows how we think and why we act, we never know misunderstand and take time when needed. A person who is aware of our weaknesses but not explode, you know how painful the wounds that life has brought us and cover them with exquisite care and silk bandages, so that healing go alone, without being seen.
And as usual, what we want is not what we need. Because our friends (and our spouses) are not to read us the mind and act exactly as we would like to do so, in the most comfortable and enjoyable for ourselves. Often clean the wound, although it hurts to remove the dirt and disinfect it, even though the alcohol sting, we help heal much better than the softer more caring bandages and pampering.
If we want to understand, let's try to explain. If we want to know, let's try to treat others without warning or suspicion, and accept criticism when we receive them instead of blaming the incomprehension of others. A friend is no less a friend for not knowing what's wrong or how to fix it without tell him. Or give you bad news, open your eyes, tell you what I do not want to hear, or even, sometimes, cause you pain.
People are not puppets magically appear only when needed and do only what we prefer to do. Sometimes what more we can help requires an effort that seems excessive, or requires us to give up things they cherish. Sometimes help is needed to deal with things we would rather ignore.
Sometimes you do not need to put bandages but take away, let the wound air out and the skin is stronger. And then, when to pull, when it touches your teeth and start tightening the crust, when you understand what friends are for.
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