Yesterday. I drove to a different state and met a couple of homeless people for who I told them to stay strong. I bought them food and they appreciated. I help the homeless not to clear my consciousness but I can relate to them and a similar kindred spirit. I travelled back yesterday and again I cried tears of hurt. I was questioning my madness in what I have to achieve. It's not nice when someone has the control of your life in the palm of their hand. I might endure mental and physical anguish but I am determined to live my life to the maximum by helping others here. There is a point in living and I am more that ever to live my life. Whatever, you are feeling now be brave and do not give into the dark forces you feel. Please be strong and live life.