Your Real Friends Are Not the Ones Who Come to Your Funeral
They’re in the coffin with you.
This isn’t an inspirational story. This is my story. This is the story of how I “got friends”.
When I was in 20 and in college, all I did was go to class, go to Jiu-Jitsu practice, and go home and be sad. I didn’t go out. I didn’t “party”. I trained, studied, and cried. For years, that…