I know I did not love myself enough. I let myself cried over the same thing again and again. My heart chose to stay in the past because the present is stressing it out. I wish to turn back time, back to the days where I was complete with no scars nor wounds. I can't forgive myself for the mistakes I've made in the past. I always overthink and it gives me hard time to fall asleep. I do not tidy up my room. I just let it be and ignore it, even though I feel uncomfortable living in such messy room. But do not worry, I'm sure I will clean the mess up after SPM, where I can shift all the reference books out from the shelves. I always message the others, asking the others if they're okay. I know they need hug / somebody to rant on. So I'll try my best to be there for them. However, I never care about how broken I am. I just hide all the feelings into a huge giant big box and carry it with my heart. I guess it now weighs 25kg. I hope it drops until -47kg. I don...