I know I shouldn’t be mad. Being busy is a blessing not a burden. But lately, it seems like being busy is not only exhausting, but its pulling at my friendships. It’s not fun to be left out. everyone talking about going out and creating memories. and i’m just here. alone. and tired. its nice to have so many people that care about you, but there comes a time when they hurt you the most. They dont understand how much it hurts to hear them talk about their shenanigans that you werent a part of. but i chose this life. This is my job. this is my fault. i just wish they could understand that being on top sure doesnt feel like it sometimes.