I am weak. I am broken. I feel sick- not in the physical sense, but in the emotional sense. I feel like so many emotions are being exhibited by my being, that I lose what I feel for what I think I feel. What I know becomes what I think I know, and this uncertainty is killing me. I'd rather know something and be wrong, than not know something and have an assumption. With the defined things in life, I can see and feel them; if they are unclear, I can't feel them- I can only guess how they feel. As a result, I have that sinking feeling in my stomach. It's a weird sensation, one in which I have grown to dislike a lot. I really hate being unsure about things. I want to know and have the ability of being wrong than to have never known. The ability to know comes with the ability to understand. You can't understand the shadows on the wall, but you can understand what casts them; what casts them is more important than what they cast.