Confusion.

Well, I'm nothing but confused about life right now.

There are so many people in my life who I want to see and spend time with, but it's disgustingly difficult when I don't even have time for myself. I don't have time for my loved ones. I don't have time for me. Is this supposed to be how it is?

I think it is, unfortunately. It's another little piece of growing up. I fucking hate being an adult.