How not to kill yourself?

When you're tired of everything and everyone around you, it is natural to seek a new means of entertainment...perhaps a new acquaintance if not a new anime or TV show. You either login to Facebook and accept one of those pending friends' requests, or reinstall tinder. And you give your everything to not become dependent on that new friend because you know how it will end. You have been through it several times already. You know that the sparks that seem so interesting now WILL eventually fade; it may not even take that long.  

Friend-me-not

I dedicate this blog post to all those wolves in sheep's clothing. I know I am exaggerating when I compare the friends-gone-strangers to wolves, but I couldn't find subtler words.

I'm never in a hurry to end a relationship. I believe that acknowledgment is the first step to solve any problem, not termination. However, I have stopped talking to many people, who were once upon a time my friends, this year - sometimes, they initiated the process, and the other times, I did.

Two paths diverged in the woods

Growing old is inevitable, however feeling old is optional. I realize with each passing day I am getting older and becoming wiser (perhaps not), but I don’t feel old enough to be figuring out someone else's dinner, putting a kid to sleep, and answering to people other than my parents. When I am still working out how to handle trivial affairs of a so called grand life, when I still spend my days anticipating its vital moves, I see my friends battle with bigger and meaner demons.