I am in shambles.

You see yourself in everyone, life repeats itself in front of your eyes and you can't change it, and it hurts. You think that if you could relieve those old days, if you haven't done that one thing, life would have been different, "Maybe then I could have been happy". In truth you only know half the truth, as yang would say you only know what's in front of you, while denying the existence of what's…