Perhaps often you think about an exit, a route of leakage, the suicide, to whom you should speak about this will say to you that you are a coward, who is not capable of solving not even to face anything.
But really they are putting themselves in the place of other, do an effort to understand the foreign feelings, to try to look for one because, to explain to him that the pain or the anxiety overcomes any logic or effort, that when they all give you the back you are alone in a sea of doubts, trying to be in an extensive multitude.

Knowing is I continue, wondering and questioning to if same it is human, but when they do not reconcile your thoughts or ideas with of the others, you seem already to them neither so human nor less normal.