Why is that?

That I can completely trust someone to be myself around them and not others.

If one friend were to hand me a potato masher instead of a whisk, I'd use it. I'd respond with, "Great idea" and laugh.

But maybe with another, I'd critique it. Be sarcastic. Mention that we really do need a whisk.

Why is that?

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