Dissatisfaction

In my life I always find myself thinking of things out there that I don't already have that could improve it. I do acknowledge all of the people, places and things I do have that make me feel a sense of self worth although they are few and far between. I have about six true friends when not three years ago I felt as though I had thirty. I guess I can tell that I've changed for what I thought was the better, but I guess honesty and maturity aren't expected of 20 year-old people anymore. It seems as though everyone I've been "friends" with for the past few years have gotten more and more childlike with age. I hate feeling bad for wising up and gaining knowledge because everyone else is just too busy partying to be my friend anymore. I dislike sounding so obnoxiously whiny, but I have no other known ways to convey my stress. I just don't get why I'm less appreciated nowadays. I know I should not care because the people in my life still are the ones that honestly matter. And I do cherish that and those people, but sometimes I just yearn for something a little more...who doesn't? I just don't like that I may come off as unhappy to the people I love and appreciate very very much when I have nothing but respect and care for them. I don't like coming off as if they're not fulfilling their quota for me and I wish I could just give them the absolution of knowing that I love them. I would be nothing without these people and I would be in a crazy home somewhere, I'm sure. You know who you are and I love you so much. Thank you for what you've given me.