I don't know how to decribe this feeling but it's just frustraiting. You live with a hope in you or no it's not hop it's there, yes there it is and you have to live with it and you try to figure things out but it just don't seem to work. But you want that things work and you can't let go. Maybe you have to but you just can't. It's just like a freezing breath or something else cold punshing your stomath.
Now I'm sitting here, I think I'll go to the gym or something.
I think it's ending.