"Why can’t everyone understand that I’m different. I like to keep to my own time and schedule, which includes more “me time” than “friends time”. It doesn’t mean that there’s something wrong with me or that I have a problem with anyone else. I just like relaxing and being with my family, especially now that my brother has been separated from us for six weeks and I have exactly 90 days until I fly to college. That’s the stuff that’s important to me. Sure, my friends are amazing and I could not ask for better ones; more loving, funny, sweet, cool and caring ones. But they can’t show up at my house at the middle of the night. And they can’t ask what’s wrong when I want to have some downtime. This is kind of extrapolating and making a big deal out of a really small thing but it’s been bothering me. I am not mad at anyone. I have just realized what the important things are and I realize, regretfully that there is only so much time to appreciate the things I have. Sorry if I’m not YOLOing like the rest of our generation. Ive already done my duty and been out of the house for 5 hours with three friends. I think that’s more than enough social stimulation. And then I came home and had an amazing dinner with my parents in the backyard. We’re getting a cat tomorrow! But you guys probably don’t care. I don’t even know if anyone will read this. Oh my god this whole thing makes me sound antisocial and a complete bitch. I am a really social person. It just…I think I miss my brother too much. He’s my best friend. I have bigger problems than succumbing to peer pressure. I love my friends but this has been an absolutely crazy couple of weeks and I’ve had a bunch of sleepovers and driven everywhere. Sue me. Sigh. It feels good to get it all out. I thought I could keep a healthy balance on all the things in my life, but my friends aren’t okay with it. I’m really sorry guys, and I promise I’ll do better starting anow and for the rest of the summer."