I’d let people walk in my shoes, just for a day, so they could see and feel what I’m going through. I have like an emotional war going through my mind. Just like war, I have this weird impression that it will last forever and also create scars. i definately hate the word perfection and hate being caught by all the messages mass media are projecting. i feel so trapped and vulnerable. i keep on trying, but it only seems like failing. enough said, i know no one will ever understand, because no one understands until they get under all the same circumstances (which would never be possible because everything is unique).