Im falling down so slowly that I can feel every single bit of pain that comes with it...

No more dignity... No more respect... No more what I used to be or used to live in...

I feel so weak, so insecure, so out of place...

It gets worse each day... When you finally think that this is the worst it can get, it still gets worse... It feels like someone is tying a rope to my neck and everyday he pulls it a lil to suffocate me and to reduce the amount of air that could enter into my lungs...

It was never like that... I was always happy... I had no worries... Is this life? Is this the way it should be? Is it that crappy? that miserable?

They say that God grants us with problems as a way of washing our sins away... I totally believe in that... But am I that sinful? And How on earth can I feel ok about it all... They tell me I should be thankful... How can I develop that feeling? I wish I could learn how to do it? I wish I could learn to accept and adapt...

I am decending the stairs, moving into lower and lower levels... More and more darkness... More pain and more worries... And it all changed me into a dramatic person... I am too young for this, but it seems that life is teaching me how to be old...

To hell with this life, it will soon end...