… And even with all that said, and all the time, emotion, and energy I know I’ve wasted, I’m still among the first to offer my support when he falls down, regardless of whether or not he’s grateful for it. It seems that, even if I’m keeping my emotions at bay, I’m still unable to justify conditional love for anyone. 

I think that’s along the lines of what an actual friend is supposed to do, but it doesn’t make me feel like any less of a fool.