Community is a lovely thing. Most of the time.
But sometimes? Community people? Hard. Very hard.
Sometimes hard enough that it makes me want to crawl under a rock and hide or go live in a cave away from everyone. Because then? All the crap that comes out of me wouldn't need to be dealt with. And yeah, I wouldn't have to adjust to you and your changing and growing up and self-actualization either.
There are moments when the work of having friends around is hard. There are also moments when things are good. You are surrounded by the people you love, flawed as they are, and everyone is at peace and laughing. And you realize it's way better than hiding away from it all.