Actually, one person truly knew me. He knew everything about me. The good, the bad, the everything. I trusted him with every piece of me, and he broke my heart. He let me down. I opened up to him, and I trusted him, after I told him that I had trust issues! Guys like him are the reason I have trust issues.
You think the guy or gal who's the "life of the party" has issues? They're probably manic and happy to be going through the UP of a Bi-Polar stage... which is fine 'till the shit-storm of depression kicks in... I know and so do you... Robin Williams... you... me... maybe your best friend... or your goldfish :-) It ain't easy..., but there is help... and flushing the goldfish down the toilet when you go on vacation for 1 week ain't a happy thing to do... Goldfish have feelings too.