Help me, love

Prologue

          Not all problems are seen. Some are hidden, unsaid and obscure. It comes from the mind, the battle ground where your enemy isn't anyone, but yourself. How come this kind of situation occurred? Is this because I was too kind? I always forgive, sacrifice, give and put other people first before me? or how about, because I try to understand things all the time? Why?

All the things that happened, is it all on me?