As Mindy Lahiri says, best friend is not a person: it’s a level of friendship.
Here’s what I want to say to all of my married friends.
When I was 16, I was diagnosed with clinical depression. After the diagnosis, my uncle slapped me on the back and said, “Welcome to the family kid,” while my family all compared drugs around the kitchen table.
You recognize them when you see ’em.
Trust me, you don’t understand what it means to be lonely.
Don’t believe me?