Fear

I wanted to finish this post before I am still sane. Because early today, I found myself curling at the corner of the room and knowing that I could easily gone mad at any moment.

Easy saying, I NEED THERAPY. NOW.

You see, the optimism does not work well after all. No matter how many times I have embraced the desire for America, the brutal of truth are always there. Therefore, when this two great deal of 'universe' collapsed, the infinity amount of 'fear' had been born and slowly engulf me. The fear of not going to any college, the fear of the future, the fear of dream being shattered.

So, when just now I found myself curled up at the corner, I took a looked at everything around me and an anonymous fear crawled up to my throat and told me: EVERYTHING IS WRONG, EVERYTHING IS WRONG, EVERYTHING IS SO WRONG. Apparently, I am halfway gone mad. And if it happened to anyone watching this post, please take this seriously.