I like the freedom that comes from the solitude and isolation. Part of it is also independence. I never bother people with my issues, unless there is some concrete action they can take, which would help me.
However I usually forget the other side: people might want to "bother" me with their issues and might need my support. As I manage well my life by myself, I end up expecting other people to do so as well. Pretty selfish, huh?
I guess independence made me the center of my own world for too long.
Yesterday my sister threw at my face that I am very selfish. She has been struggling with something for months and I didn't notice, partially because I would handle it differently. Now I am trying to talk to her and help, but maybe it is too late, maybe I am just worsening the situation.
In any case, I am feeling pretty guilty right now. It is an awful feeling. I feel ashamed for every good moment I have while my sister is struggling.