A box

Is life all about making decisions and regretting over what you've chosen?

I really can't go on anymore. The more I force myself to step forward, the weaker I'm becoming. When efforts that you gave doesn't payback,what would you do? I don't know. I really don't. I feel so bad, and it's bad to feel bad. Nightmares, tears, scoldings, and counselings that are not giving any positive changes in me. I'm so sorry. I tried really hard. But I just failed again and again. Words that were said, aids that were given, aren't helping much. Tears go on, and nightmares continue with no mercy. Sometimes I just try to hold my breath in the hope that everything could stop. I'm dread of reality. I'm doing silly stuffs to "help" myself getting over these. I don't want to turn to anyone because all the blames will be back to me. Yes. I have a problem. And the problem is ME.

At times I just wish that I could hide myself inside a box. Where you occupied the space physically so that it gives you the feeling of being mentally occupied too, and there's no extra rooms for nonsense thoughts. =(