and i’m dying inside, but nobody knows it but me…

i’ve been so busy with my own problems that i’ve been completely neglecting some of my friends who are going through almost the same things as i’m going through right now. self-reevaluation, life evaluation, just general inner turmoils all together.

i feel guilty because i can’t really do anything to help. how can i, when i’m so messed up myself? i can’t give people advice for something i can’t even figure out for myself. i know it’s supposedly easier to give good advice to other people even if you can’t do it for your own life, but for me, things are confusing regardless of who it is.

then there are some friends who are going through things that are different than me all together. that’s even tougher — all i can actually do for them is be there… and i feel like i’ve been flaking out on that, too.

i need to re-assess my reading and listening skills. sure i read and listen, but do i truly digest these things, these self-revelations that people are writing about and telling me? i guess i’m not a very good critical thinker.

i think i should stop reading so many different blogs and start truly reading what people are trying to say.