I feel that feeling this way is childish, but I have a guy friend was fairly close to whose life took a wrong turn and he's trying to fix it now. That's not the issue, the issue is having next to no time to just hang out with him, and it's been nearly a year. I have thought for about nine months that the friendship is dead, but I can't talk to him about that or how I feel, because there's no time, though it's left me in limbo.
I guess I have to choose whether to stay or leave, and I resent being put in that position, is it so bad to enjoy companionship?
I feel like I wanted the same as everyone else, but will never have it. Did I fail somehow, to lose the one I cared for?