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Wednesday, March 21, 20129:25 AM

Is it common that the older you get, the more afraid you are of the future? Whether in terms of getting married or not or getting your dream jobs that pays well. I hate the feeling of being afraid. I know I can never depend on my friends. 
It saddens me that I don't matter that much for them to return any of my calls and when being asked, they give me thousand and one reasons and when they do finally call back they will have an agenda. 
I am not sure how to react in those situations. Am I suppose to feel sorry/worried? You tell me.