3 more pracs. It's never gonna be enough but what choice do we have. I'm sorry. I really don't know what to do anymore. Nothing seems to work, no one seems to understand.

I'm desperately gasping for air again. And it's not the just the second time. Piling up isn't going to help and neither is ranting here going to solve my problems. At times I feel like just giving up, but constantly there's something in me that just tells me to keep on going. Now, I don't know if its good or bad. Maybe there are times when I should give up and let go, but I don't want to disappoint anyone including myself. Why is it just so hard to get it right? Why does the world bother so much? If only they would just not notice all the small details that go wrong. If only they would just look at the bigger picture. If only they were there for me when i needed them most. If only.

I'm not superwoman. I can't do this all on my own. Not the way i used to be anymore.