Days just keep passing, i would like to say that they pass normally, but unfortunately they dont. Each day gets worse than the one before, fading slowly. It all started on July 20,2018 when something happened but it had a wide impact that took time to be realized. It pushed a button that started a process of taking what i had slowly while im just observing with hands in cuffs. Its true that even tiny things matters. Since that day, i have been trying to keep things unspoken just not to be a burden on others. I know saying them would make it worse, make the others think about it and mess their heads. People say we have a lot of troubles, got a lot to think about, our minds are messed up. As a matter of fact, obviously we are the ones making troubles to ourselves. Yes, now im one of these people who got his head messed up, thinking about every single tiny thing, no matter how important it is. To me, it seems like i never learn from my mistakes. Making others, who means a lot to me, my priority just leads to lowering myself down. Thats the problem with putting others first, you taught them that you come second.