You're not self-centered for crying in the cafeteria. I know how you feel though. Feeling like "growing up" is not wanting anyone worry about you. Then something happens and everything falls apart. The priest told me once, "Every funeral that you go to is a little piece of your own." And it's true--because it's like a closed book or a lost page of a novel. Just know your friends are there for you, and if you ever want to talk I'm here. :). BE HAPPY!!!
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