Which is it?

Some questions:

Am I overworking myself, putting too much in front of me, so I end up struggling in what should be priority? Or is it that I am just not cut out for what I strive to be?

Does it bother you that sometimes you are the only person that will ever completely understand what means most to you, and how and to what extent certains things truly affect you--experiences both uplifting and traumatizing? Does it make you feel alone?