Whoever I am, whatever I am, wherever I am right now, is because of the choices I made. I cannot blame anyone, and I shouldn’t. Because I put myself in this situation. And ofcourse, I won’t be able to go back to the past. All the mistakes I made, all the wrong choices, they’re the reason why I’m here, why I’m still here. I wanted to give up, always wanted to give up. I know that anytime I’ll snap and just lose my mind. I fear that day to come, and I hope it won’t. I wanted to die, but I’m so afraid of dying. Funny thing is that, we always want something and we never get contented. It’s so hard to understand this thing called life.