It gets worse before it turns better.

So, try not to panic.

We build expectations in our heads of what other people should do, what our lives should be like, what we should achieve by a certain age.

Some people treat is as hopes and wishes, some people strive hard to make sure things happen the way they have planned.

When reality doesn't meet our fantasy, we wish that the world can be different.

Solution:

Take your expectations, and throw them in the ocean.

Emptiness.

Emotionally unstable.

I don't wish to feel this way, but sadly this time round or maybe just today it's hitting me quite badly.

I hope life can be simpler at times, but when it's really simple, I might wish that it can be a little exciting or unexpectedly.

When life gets too many unpredictable incidents happening, I hope life can be simpler.

Contradicting.

I kind of hate my inconsistency of what I want.

Walking barefoot on the green, lie down and look up in the blue sky and life is good.

Waking up with a hearty breakfast with your loves brings a smile and it warms my heart.

Sipping a nice hot tea, looking at how the rain drips down your window.

Hopping place to place, snapping what I see through my eyes.

All it seems nice, but when it does happen, for how long will the happiness stay?

Life can't just keeps beginning over again and again for me.

Growing old is unavoidable, but not growing up is possible, but the environment doesn't seems to allow us to do so.

Fight against it.

Fight with the demons.