Over. or not.

When you thought that everything was over, that you have gotten your closure, that you have move on with life....but it is never the case.

I think I will always be haunted by these weird feelings. It has been a part of me. As much as I hate to admit it, I have always been avoiding the need to confront the truth. I would rather die than to cry over an episode of depression because I subjected myself to it.

I can't say that I don't understand why I am the way I am because I know very well. And it is so hard to even try to live in denial that I am all right. That life is perfectly fine for me. Yes it sure is in certain aspect but then who else knows what is really going on in me?

Yet again, I have committed a silly mistake. The same old one.