failure

It is interesting to see how I reach that point everyday. The point where I begin to feel that I am retarded, incompetitent, unable to take care of myself, worthless, and hence a complete failure.

It seems I have bipolar -- in a day I pass through these two phases atleast one time each -- one phase where I am very happy, love everyone, want to mix with everyone, and actually a little sociable...

And the other one is, well...

I should live with it.

One thing is sure, I like to cry. And this might even be genetic, I think my mother also loves to cry.

But cyring is somehow associated with love....I think crying is when you need support, and loving means exchange of happiness, as well as support.

Crying is also associated with the emotions we percieve in tunes. But that theory I will later write about in my other blog.