Since I was still a kid, I know that something isn't normal. I mean, thinking about stuff that a kid shouldn't be thinking is definitely not normal, right? I'm sick. I know that I do. I never went to a doctor but I know, I am. Lately, my emotions were getting unstabled again like before. And, I don't know what's got into me again for me to feel empty and stuffy. I'm just... confused. I don't know. I isolated myself from everyone. I deleted all my social media accounts, I never replied nor answer to my friends' calls. I don't want to talk to people or see them. I feel suffocated. At night, no–everyday, I just find myself crying in the corner and frustrated. I've been asking myself what's wrong. I guess, there's really something wrong. And, I'm trying my best to figure things out so... I'll be okay.