depressedI know what it's like to have the itch, the urge, the mind-wracking craving to bring a dream into reality and to achieve a goal. But after a while, despite the utter never-ending, ever increasing pain and discomfort, my mind reached a point where it realized that the actions to work to that goal only made the pain worse, and that as much as it hurt to give up and watch people speed away from me, it hurt even more to continue, to the point where the hurt itself was paralyzing.
I just can't understand why other people don't do that. Or was the pain never that bad to begin with?
