confusion..

lately I feel pretty confused. Many things happened to appear, change, new experiences coming with every single day and I am unable to sort them, to put them in the right category, my decisions are like little knifes cutting my back and the strangest thing is that it is my who holds the knifes. Escape is a word crossing my mind every day. But with escape, I'll not solve anything. The question is also, shall I solve something? Or should I just accept as it is? This option excludes the ability of making decisions. Though just to accept the order of things currently happening is also a decision. In this period of time I feel like being on travel, lost in a deep forest where everything what I can see is thick fog licking my body, touching it, trying to get me down on knees. With every single step I loose my energy and pieces of hope I tresure in my heart. Hope that at the end of this is a green field with high grass waived with a spring breeze.