I miss the days when I had some one to talk to at all times.
Now that all my friends are getting older they are moving on with their lives
They are dealing with their own problems,
or hanging out with their loved ones.
Though I know it may not be true,
it feels like there is no time for me to bother them with my problems.
So I keep them bottled up and talk to no one about it.
Welcome to adult life I guess?
(Maybe that's why so many grownups are so bitter?)