Sometimes one get’s caught it their own web of thoughts and triggers. Reality and fiction are one and the same and the slightest positive or negative inbalance makes one loose all possible rationality to the point that giving up is the only option. But giving up is a beast of it’s own. Does one give up reality or does one give up ficion?  What is the one and waht is the other? One thing one should never give up: the will to reach the next day.