I'm astonished to reach the conclusion: I'm very very unhappy about myself and my life right now. It almost hurts to think back 10 years ago, I was fearless, optimistic, full of hope for future.
I don't like the way I became. But the more I think, the more I found myself stuck with no way to get out of it.
Am I being unreasonable to think this sort of identity crisis would eventually pass before it brings too much damage to the relationship/friendships?