The Tribe

Nobody is an island. The only moment you are all alone is in death, no matter if you are a king surrounded by your faithful knights, or a humble farmer with your family, nobody can accompany you to the void.

People will be beside you in life, not before, not after, so you have to find someone to stand along, people to whom you can trust your secrets without fear, so that they can do the same with you.

But that is not an easy task, especially at a young age, when kids would have betrayed their own mothers for some popularity in a heartbeat. At that age you will suffer. That is certain.

You must not give up, nevertheless. Some day, you will find people that will have your back, and you will have theirs in turn. Not out of obligation, but willingly. Because you chose to do so, as they did. Because that's how it works between friends.

Still, you will not be friends with everybody you know, is not possible. The only rule that apllies for this is the one I read once: Everybody’s a freak to somebody. You just gotta find your tribe and try to do right by them.

And there is nobody else I would be prouder to stand beside. People with whom I share mutual respect and trust. I would not change that for all the gold in the world.

Nero