At some point I was certain that I am happy living my life without friends. Don’t get me wrong I didn’t intend on socially excluding myself but rather to draw the line at acquaintance. Being a social butterfly of note (that’s what I like think of myself) – it should come as no surprise that the decision  to keep my distance was provoked. We often hear that women make for the worst friends, that we just hate on each other and grab any opportunity to back stab one another. Well I sure as hell got bit, not once but plenty of times by “friends” So can we be trusted as friends…? I remember friends (three to be exact) hooking up with my then steady, I still call them friends because to this day they thing we are cool…um-mm NO, just because I didn’t confront you doesn’t mean I don’t know what you did. When I was getting married I remember inviting friends who I thought where dear to me and I to them ( as …