Would you be your friend?

Call me egotistical...call me conceited...call me whatever you like....or just call me a friend.

My whole life I've been taught to treat people like I'd want to have my kids treated. I look in the mirror and wonder if I'd be my own friend. The answer has always been "yes" without hesitation. Not only would I be my own friend, I would feel honored to be one.

I'm more loyal than that lost puppy you rescued off the side of the road. I'm dependable to a fault, where I will sacrifice my own plans just to make sure I don't break ours. I'm trustworthy. I'll look at you with that stare when you're about to do something retarded. I risk getting sick by bringing my friends soup and board games when they are sick and nobody else wants to come within 10 feet of them.

I simply put people first.

So yeah, I'd love to be my own friend.

So call me conceited or full of myself, but at least I know what I bring to the table.

What kind of friend are you?