As a child I moved five times by the time I graduated high school. I was very shy and to go along with that I did not have a very stable family life where I could invite friends or trust that someone would remember to pick me up if I went to a friends house. I managed to have friends, but none that I confided in. I was okay with that.
Today driving home from work I rehashed the day and one of the things I caught myself dwelling on was a conversation I had with one of my teacher friends. We were talking about a movie and we both shared how we grew up with problem families that never talked about their problems. We laughed knowing that we could share that with each other. What a great feeling.