not my experience but opinions are like arseholes...
I do love to see the word arse spelt correctly.
By 30 your chance of making true friends is slim. True friends are usually made in childhood, your teens and 20s, where real bonds are formed. Some people are just not good at making friends, it's a lack of self-awareness, EQ, and ultimately character defects that haven't been worked on. To start reinventing yourself and becoming a tolerable outgoing person in your 30s seems like a stretch. Settling down and tormenting your wife and kids seems a common choice for degenerates, we see it all the time.
This is true in my experience, in my attempts to be 'normal' I have been known to go out of my comfort zone
and be overtly social, becoming a regular in bars and the like and sure enough have picked up 'friends' along
the way to the extent where one person came up to me and said 'I really like your bar', assuming that I owned it.
During that period I increased my contacts by about 20 people who I honestly had very little in common with,
mostly on instagram where I have the worlds dullest account. For a while they would acknowledge my occasional
and random posts but one by one they dropped off until about half remained. As an experiment I started posting
shorts on my story that reflected that I was having a tough time which was indeed the case, I was just shining a
light on it. Not one 'are you okay bro?' or any contact whatsoever from my 'friends' to see if I was alright. It
really justifies the 'Nobody cares' meme because they don't. Not one of them came through and wished me Merry
Christmas and I know for sure none of them will have anything to say when I turn 50 in 6 weeks either. I have
absolutely nobody to celebrate that with and will spend the day alone doing entirely unremarkable things.
I'm not mad, it's what I expected but it's still sad that I was right. At least my family could give a sh!t, I've just
had a lovely weekend with Mum, Sister and her kids. That's filled me up for a while.