Well I have always seen other people as a means to an end, things to be used. I was very sheltered and spoiled growing up and used my family for all I could get from them. The only problem now is there is no one to take care of me and spoil me which is why my depression. I don't think I ever wanted to grow up and be an adult. I mean, I wanted the freedom but not the responsibility. But I think that pretty much its human nature to use others. Every human interaction is basically "what can I get from this person?" no matter how much they will protest to the contrary. So I see the desire for "friends" as such lying bullsh!t. No one wants "friends", they want people who they know they can use.
