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Show me who your friends are and I'll tell you who you are Is dead to me

The world we live in right now is very socially constructed and the phrase “Show me who your friends are and I'll tell you who you” is very popular in every society. I have believed this phrase to be true for a very long time. This is until I interacted with different people from different societies, beliefs and of different religion. 

The environment we grow in really shapes the kind of people we become. The way of life our societies are accustomed to shapes the people we become. Even the families we grow up in shape who we are. Do not get me wrong... the phrase has a lot of truth to it especially if its easy for you to fall victim of peer pressure for example becoming a thief or drug user if you hang around such characters. 

But the basis of this writing is based off of human understanding. I feel that it’s important to understand people individually because each person has a story of what makes them who they are. 

If you remain conscious to human understanding the phrase becomes dead to you. You can be friends with so many different people without becoming who they are. You will not judge people for who they are or who they chose to be friends with. You will give the same understanding you would hope to get from others. Soo yeah, the phrase is dead to me.

     Random writes by Ms.Carol

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