"Friend?" I laughed. "There are no friends in this business, honey. You can't have friends when everyone expects you to be perfect, to know all the answers, and to have no expectations or needs of your own. Like Saint Francis said, we're supposed to console, but never expect consolation, understand without needing anyone to understand us, and to love without expecting love in return. It gives your flock the anchor they need to get through their troubles, but it's extremely isolating." I ...