Friendship, in its highest form, is a crucible. A true friend is not a reflection of your image but a reminder of your becoming.
Real friends do not feed your ego. They guard your soul. They care about your aim more than your reach, and they speak when you drift from your center.
That is the kind of friendship worth building here. One that values truth over comfort and accountability over applause.
Real community is not built by always agreeing. It is built by honesty.