Some days like this,

You can't help but feel like shit.

It doesn't quite help to be surrounded by friends and family who are older than you and are having the time of their lives, or at least seem to be having.

Why is this need for instant gratification so damn strong? We all work at different paces, we all have different personalities and different needs; We can't all be the same.
Comparisons do no good. The amount of self-imposed pressure is flattening.





But this is all just a period. This too will pass.
It will.