The Friendship Nemesis

This post is sudden, I wrote one just yesterday, but I just want to clear this out of my head and get space to think about it some more.

Yesterday I added my best friend ever in Skype. It was a long time without talking to him (I met him once when I went back to Portugal). He is now working in Norway. Talking to him made me feel myself again. Made look back to what I was originally. My essence. My tastes. Myself. Before Japan, before my BA, before high school - when we separated).

But first, let me give you a few easy definitions.

Friendship

1. the state of being a friend; association as friends: to value a person's friendship.

2.a friendly relation or intimacy.

3.friendly feeling or disposition. 

Friend 

1. a person attached to another by feelings of affection or personal regard.

2.a person who gives assistance; patron; supporter: friends of the Boston Symphony.

3.  a person who is on good terms with another; a person who is not hostile: Who goes there? Friend or foe?

4. a member of the same nation, party, etc.

5.( initial capital letter ) a member of the Religious Society of Friends; a Quaker.

All my hobbies during childhood and adolescence, included this particular friend.

I have many people I call friends, but this one is perhaps the most deep friendship I have.

We share values, we share language, we share hobbies and tastes, we share simplicity and views of life, we share our hometown, we share the fact that we are now living abroad. Ultimately, we share culture. A culture developed over the years we have know each other. 

If there's a person I can trust, a person I have no problems whatsoever talking and asking for whatever, it's this friend.

For instance, starting from zero, either me in Japan or him in Norway, is not easy. 

We shared our opinions about it. And I was shocked to understand that he too, felt damaged in some way because there's actually people with bad intentions. I still get shocked when I talk to chinese people and they all say that the world is dangerous, that even your "friends" can betray without the blink of an eye. That to me is absolutely monstruous. 

Unfortunately I think I can say that I know the taste of it. This hurts. A lot. Someone to whom you open up, being bitchy, lying just to make you feel bad. That is so immature. So childish. Grow up already! Only kids up until high school do that.

Another reason for not being easy is the fact that, people are more closed. Coming from a country where we freely and fervently express our emotions, being in a country where people don't do it often (or at least I haven't reached that level of closeness with anyone) automatically blocks your own body from doing it. "Mirroring" gets impossible. It becomes impossible to actually enjoy human relationships, it just gets boring. 

Anyway, I just want to say that, for the first time in a long time, I felt so thankful for having this friend. I felt so happy for him, knowing that is finally living a decent life, money wise, unlike when he was in Portugal.

Having this good of a friend makes me feel stronger and happier. It makes me eager study and work to get where he is. I want my independence too. It also makes me feel proud for having grown up with the values we share.

I sometimes even think, how's my life going to be without this kind of people around me here in Japan?
Or am I overthinking and not seing other possibilities? I have been trying to become comfortable with the uncomfortable, and have made some progress, but I can't help but feel bored. Is it because I know no people with the same tastes and drive? Someone to whom I can talk passionately about something I like? Is it me that is not trying enough?