Sometimes you want to hide from old friends who once knew a very different you because you're afraid that current 'you' won't be accepted. You don't consider the possibility that your friend has changed too and you are still most likely on the same wave lenght. 
Lucky are those who notices no changes and are able to resume as if time was of no constraint.

Somebody once told me that growing up is not noticing that you have grown up. I still don't know about that, but one thing though, growing up entails you to recognize that you can not be that way forever.

Suddenly, your normally fool proof plans become recipes for disasters and there's no hiding from problems. Running to the next available arm is no longer the solution to a bad break up, popping the latest pill is not going to get you out of the blue, drinking like there's no tomorrow no longer helps ( it's satisfying though, especially when you're singing at the top of your lungs and you know everybody else's secrets so you can be rest assured that this scene will be safely guarded), and everything just gets really ...Fucked up. Suddenly you find that somebody's put a lid on the chocolate box that is your life and you can no longer take your pick. Sweet, Too sweet. Bitter, Too Bitter. If I had glimpsed five years ago how I would be handling this particular problem today - I would definately have done things differenlty. I always thought that problems are problems, and not all needed to be dealt with. Some problems do go away. By itself. I was wrong but it worked for me, and for the longest time I enjoyed peaceful sleeps, sigh-free days and carefree laughter.

At some point, I should make a decision. What do I want? Lose the lovesick puppy and keep the friend. I will find a way.