Another July that sucks

I wonder which is harder, to see your friend leaving or to see your friend seeng you off.
Probably both are equivalently hard.

As the one who always stay here and see my friends entering upon a new phase of their lives,
I would say seeng friends leaving here is quite tough.

It's not easy to get used to passing by shops/restaurants/bars/parks/bus stops/grocery stores by yourself where you used to go with your friends all the time.

Things that remind me of them are everywhere in the town.

I can't help but feel like I'm left behind(I know I am not).

I'll be positive soon.