Today marks three months since I last spoke to my med school "friends". We hung out, watched movies, played games, shared meals, weathered tests, celebrated birthdays together for two whole years. Hell, the last time I saw them was at one's WEDDING. And suddenly -poof-. Every single one  moved away silently, onwards to the next phase of life without even a goodbye. I haven't heard from any of them since.

It's odd. Without friends to distract me, I'm a better worker than I've been in years. I'm actually doing well academically for once. I'm taking active steps to fix my health. I'm eating and sleeping more regularly. And I didn't need anyone else around to do it. If no one wants me, then I don't want them. The only companionship that matters now are my dogs.