I recently moved to another country really far from America. I recently visited to see my American friends, and it felt off. Like I missed them more than they missed me. And now I’m in a fucking spiral. I always do so much for my friends, and put so much effort and I’ve yet to meet someone who does the exact same back. I always set my expectations super high which I know is wrong but I can’t help but wish someone’d do the same for me. I hate giving ppl everything and they js shit on me. I just wanna go back to America when I’m 18 I have a plan to move back and I’m just counting the days plus I live with my strict overprotective single mom who doesn’t understand that strict parents raise sneaky kids and js turns herself into the victim I just am so upset and angry and tired and sad I just wish it’d all go away I regret my past actions sm and my past still haunts me like how desperate I was for a guy I liked and I made myself an idiot. I just don’t know what to do.