Problems.

I might have alot of problems. I might be leading a screwed up life.

That’s what people think most of the time, bout me. Not me myself. There are problems. Many major problems, but i never knew what they are, for i am IGNORANT. I choose to ignore things, or sometimes, they dont seem to be a problem for me. But it’s affecting me, in some way. It gives me stress, cause me to be in anxiety, to feel like shit, yet never knew wat i am worrying over.

I didnt cry for god knows how long. I used to drink and cry(sob) everynite, for nothing, yet it feels good. It sucks to feel so emotionless, i am neither happy nor sad. I cant feel anything anymore, other than stress.

It feels like i am dead. What is life without emotions?

What am i doing? I am like a zombie. Wandering aimlessly. (well, at least zombies have a aim=to bite someone else)

I have no dream, i have no goals. It feels like i am going the wrong way. But, what way? I am just lost.

Pull me out of this mess, i nid counselling. I nid help. I tried to imagine myself, asking god to show me the light, the way. But…

I dont know.

I dont know.

This three words.. is wat i like to say nowadays.

I always think that i am a happy person, i dun have problems, i dun cry. But now, it doesn’t seem so. At least when someone has a major problem, they can feel it, know it , see it. Then, attempt to solve it, since they know it’s there. Like a math equation, lay out nice for u to see.

But for me, my problems are like mist. Mist… they creeps ups to me with something(idk how to describe). Maybe a feeling?  i can’t see it, know it.. Till i finally feel it, i still dont know what is it. But it’s killing me. Something’s killing me, and i died with knowing.