My oldest daughter and myself are very similar in personality, she trades fits of rage for fits of depression but all in all very much a mini-me. Now at about the same age that I moved away from my best friend, her best friend is moving. She has very few friends, as I did, but the ones she has are meaningful.
At this age, I became a loner. I didn't really make meaningful friendships; I despised everyone I went to school with in my new area. I really hope she stops following my path soon. She doesn't deserve to sit at the lunch table with the social rejects that speak Klingon.