I'm bogged down with too much stress from too many avenues.


I wish I had the time to explain more.
But time is too precious for me now.


I hope I do get out of this soon.
If I had a past life, I doubt it was filled with this much emotional imbalance.
Too much hurt. Too much anger. Too much confusion in me.

I wish I was being understood. That it was so simple for people to see through me and understand how I feel.
But that is far from reality.


I wish I was in a position to ask why for every situation I end up in.


It is about time that I need to do something for myself. People beat around the bush, half-hoping that the party intended knows what they are talking about and half-hoping that they are smart to make it discreet itself.


Why do people just find it hard to come out with it?
Forthright and straight up.


*tsk*tsk*tsk*


I need to regain back my focus.