Friendship has a different meaning to each person. Some people in here mention meetups where they indulge in a hobby with like minded people, and they call them "friends."

For me, a good friend is someone who I have a profound and nearly mystical bond with. We just hangout and exist. We have a very special and highly personal dialect and sense of humor (endless inside jokes.)

I've lived here about four years. I'm trying to leave. I have absurdly cheap rent, the cheapest in the country, but even that does not make me want to stay.

On a more personal note, the most depressed and suicidal I've ever been was concomitant to my moving here. And of course this is no surprise, considering the Intermountain west has the highest suicide rates in the country.

I've made one good friend here. But even that has been odd and a struggle. All in all I had many of what I thought were friends at times, but they all dissapear when changing employment.

Also, I'm a 28 yo male. Friendships (in the deep and meaningful way I understand them) are harder to form at this age.

But yeah. I'm fucking out of here. I could write endlessly about how awful this place is. Superficiality is mentioned a lot in this thread, and that is the truth. Pretend care, the appearance of caring but not actually caring....haunts this place.