I am so sick of riding this car called life. I feel like I am driving down a narrow, windy, bumpy, full of pot holes, cracked pavement road during a dark, windy, rainy, and stormy night. A road that doesn't end with steep cliffs on either side. I feel like these endless cliffs are whispering, "come jump off- you don't have to drive that road...things are much easier down here...it's a swift fast ride that requires little attention...come take the easy route." My heart says, "yes I desperately want out of the car", but my mind says, "get a hold of your self, take the challenging route it will be a more rewarding route". But will it? Why does my family shut me down, why does my past haunt me, why can't I trust another person, why do I feel that everyone is out to get me or has an alternative motive for their actions....why do I hurt so much....why can't I sleep....why am I controlled by my feelings....Why Why Why? DOES IT EVER END! I want to cry for help, but fear no one will listen. Will they take me serious or just laugh and tell me to "snap out of it". I fear life itself. Why do I get upset when my daily routine gets altered? Why am I so irritable? Why should I care? I am sorry for posting so long, but I don't know what else to do?