Understanding and Comprehending. Apparently these two words are bothering me to the core for the past 2-3 weeks. I understand, but at the same time I’m not sure whether I do. I comprehend and yet am unable to comprehend. Very tempted to give up because I’ve actually had enough, yet I battle on and do my best to resist that temptation as I stroll down a path filled with frustration, bewilderment and turmoil on every turn. Helplessness seems to be the only one around for support and much to my dismay I have embraced it. Strength, Peace of mind and Comfort are dreams on the distant horizon which will probably dissolve like the setting sun and I’ll stand at the shore with a dying hope of the sun to rise again. Darkness clouds my heart as it goes weary with time. I feel choked and suffocate, desperately trying to gasp for a fresh breath of air to revive my drooping spirit. Deeper and deeper I fall into the abyss of misery, wonder who, what and when will it all end. Unable to express, my emotions are running dry. My cheerful zeal withers like the leaves of a magnificent oak far from the end of its existence.