the hardest part about growing up is that the show must go on . you could be going through the roughest patches , the lowest of lows , the basement of rock bottom with no sign of light . you still have to show up , act your part and be good at it .
I'm definitely not the ideal kind of friend. I disappear a lot, I'm barely available, I find comfort in being distant especially when I'm dealing with my own struggles too. it's my coping mechanism, but I'll try to be there for your as much as I can that's the thing about me.