Early in my childhood, something happened to me, something terrible. Now, it's been years since then, and I feel that I've been wasting all my time trying to pick up the pieces and rebuild who I once was. Only now am I realizing that maybe it'll never be the same. Maybe, no matter how hard I try, I'll never be satisfied with myself. Indeed, I fell into a hole and thought I had fallen the lowest you could go, but I kept on falling deeper. I think I have to start over... start over from zero.