The best kind of humans are the ones who stay.
I could feel myself slowly going insane until nothing mattered anymore and caring was too difficult and feeling was too much and the smallest whisper would feel like an echo into the abyss and I was falling falling falling. And it wasn’t even sadness after a while. It was just overwhelming. It wasn’t even a tangible emotion. It was just nothing and the desperate desire to stop feeling it. — Sue Zhao
It happens to everyone as they grow up. You find out who you are and what you want, and then you realize that people you’ve known forever don’t see things the way you do. So you keep the wonderful memories, but find yourself moving on. (sursa)