To a “friend.”
I find you occasionally bothersome, but I feel compelled to be nice to you because I think perhaps everyone else has thought the same and left you completely alone. I feel sorry for you. You need help, and though I’m not really qualified to do it, I wonder if I’m the only one who would try.
I don’t know if I would want someone to be my friend out of sheer sympathy for me. But that’s what I’m guilty of with someone else. I don’t know what to do. I worry about his well being, yet I don’t really want to be around him all the time. Any advice for me?