I can't sleep...
I am afraid. Scared.
Because I know, that this time... I most likely could not reach your expectation... Muchless mine... I have had so many sleepless night and just feels like, I could not do the things I used to be able to do anymore. Mom, I am sorry. I am useless. I suddenly became so weak. Full of pride but yet foolish. I wouldn't be able to be the person who you think I could become. I do not regret my choice and decision. It is all my fault that made me came to this position. Sorry mom. There is nothing wrong with the things around. It's me. Myself is the problem. I am so sorry.
