I wish I could put all my thoughts in a jar. I think too much, I think too much and then I start to over-analyze everything I don't want to deal with. It starts to get too much for me and I start to panic. I shut myself down and go to war with myself. I'm tired. I'm sick of being tired. I don't know who I am but I have to deal with that. I don't know what I'm doing. I'm sick of feeling sad, sick of wanting things and people that I know I can't have. I want to be at peace with myself, oh please, just once. To be happy about the things that won't push me over the edge. Before I start to think again.