I think that the number one reason why I want to move back to the East Coast is so that I don't have to cram in "quality time" (which really becomes uncomfortably rushed and anxious time) with family and friends. I hate having ONLY 2 HOURS to see, catch up and spend time with a person who is very important in my life. They deserve more than 2 hours, you know?
Now my body is buzzing from anxiety because I have overwhelmed and overloaded myself, once again, and I'm on the verge of tears. I want to see all these people that mean so much to me but I end up not being able to, disappointing myself and them, and feeling like a failure in maintaining friendships. Sigh.