A quarter to 2 a.m, here I am.
For the first time in I-don't-know-how-many-years, I actually switched off my mobile phone and turned off my laptop. At this hour of the day, I'm supposed to be sleeping, after 4 sleepless nights. I'm physically tired, but again, I'm mentally active. It's like, all my unwanted thoughts have decided to pay me a visit, and they have never wanted to leave my mind alone after that.
Perhaps, I have always been overestimating myself. Before this, I thought I could make things right, I could be better, and I could please you. But it only took one second, only ONE to bring me down again. I didn't know that I would be able to ruin everything: happiness;trust;confidence. Yes, this is me. Full of flaws, and I guess nobody can look beyond my imperfections. Imagine walking into Tesco, seeing discounted canned food on the rack, will you buy them? I guess not.
Gosh. Typing everything out doesn't help, at all. I should stop here. Pouring all my thoughts out only makes things worse for now. I should stay disconnected from everything, until I feel better.
Sorry, for being selfish. I have chosen to avoid the problem, again.