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In response to a comment on? Reflections on Living in America, I have decided to dedicate a full post about what I call “Forced Friendships.”

Well I have arrived in America knowing only one student who I only contacted by email two or three teams, he is a new student too. Now we are very good friends, we are of the same age, have similar backgrounds, and many other characteristics that justify our friendship. I feel that I have been friends with him for a lot longer that the time I have spent in Charlotte.

On the other hand. You can run into several “Forced Friendships.” I have a few of those. I define it as meeting people that eagerly want to be a friend or part of a group. They are there everyday, and I might not really share the same feeling to them as they do to me. So sometimes I feel that I have to be extra nice so that I wouldn’t say something that would seem too absurd. I mean the stuff you say to your good friends, the stuff you feel comfortable saying. Sometimes I say stuff only out of courtesy, not what is really on my mind. The only reason I am being nice and accepting is because that they dont really have another place or group to lay back on. We are all strangers in this country, and? sometimes we? have to stand up and help people that we may not really feel close too.

I hope this forced feeling will grow on me or go away, cause I dont think I can hold it in anymore. I’ll explode, and they? will either get used to it or leave sorry.