Dear Friends and whomever may view:
I come again with the power of my words again. However, as much as I try to find words to describe my current state, I know that I will only come up short.
The result becomes the question: How to relieve oneself of regret?
Oh, to regret is but almost to die of things worse than death. Slowly to ascend into insanity, which I have now surely reached. The sheer vastness of confusion I have about me now if petrifying. I have been taught how to view the world so that it makes sense and yet in one thought all of that window has been shattered. I have questioned my religion, my existence, my feelings, and