Note.

For what it’s worth.

When I was Pettigrew’s age, I used to call everyone I spoke to casually as my friend too.

I’m 34 years old now.

I have knowledge, understanding and years and years of wound on my back behind me.

I’m wiser.

I don’t use the word friend loosely.

It’s a valuable word.

I have already given you my definition of the word.

I’m speaking the truth.

Since day one of writing here.

Everything that I’m saying is the truth.

Two truths can exist at the same time.

Based on the person who is speaking it.

Their knowledge and understanding of the world and life.

Their age, maturity and perception.

Etc.