A while back when all my "friends" were dealing with their s**t, I was there for them but I soon found out why I don't keep friends. About a month later when I needed them, I was going through a tough time in my life. (I had just lost my best friend and my gf in the same day and wasn't allowed to attend their funerals because their family's hated me.)they weren't there for me. So I started being cold and unemotional and even stopped eating. My parents just told me to stop faking the REAL pain I was feeling and that it was just a act. I've since stopped trusting my family. I still miss them, my friend and gf but whenever I think back to it. I trusted them more than anyone in my life and think about how happy they were around me and smile.