On my best friend department Today was the last day of my best friend's trip in Russia. Our friends help us to love ourselves even when we have no strength and proofs for that love. I have many psychological problems and sometimes I think that I have no possibility to cope with them, sometimes I feel that I do nothing for this world and people around. But my friends appear at this time and give me another chance to be kinder and closer to myself. Friendship is a real source of life, it's not a metaphor. We're from different countries and cultures, our governments have a lot misunderstanding and disrespect to each other. She is great in Russian, but it's still not her mother tongue. What about me, I'm pretty far from good English level. And we're together despite of all this differences and gaps in our backgrounds. And when she is near, I feel much stronger and more self-confident. Sometimes sight of friend, her hugs and warm words are better evidences of your necessity that arguments of CBT. I hope, someday I would learn to look at myself with one percent of this love and acceptance, that my beloved friends have for me.