I know since my Dad died I have not been the same person. I have withdrawn, cant seem to find any happiness and cant stand to be around people who have everything going for them. I feel like I have nothing in common with my friends so I really limit my social activities. Now some of my friends are getting upset with me because I am ignoring them and not returning phone calls. Of course none of them know what I've been going through on a daily basis. Should I even bother trying to explain myself or should I just do what I need to do? Are these real friends or is it me?
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