This place

There is this place that I try to go to when the world seems to smother me, sometimes I truly feel as if I cannot breathe! I hate that feeling, if only I knew how to make it go away. Decisions are a part of life, and I understand that, but when there are two that seem equally troublesome and no one wins, my breath feels gone. And yet, there is still the element of disappointment when you let yourself down, even from a goal that was always unachievable.
I want to escape, I want to be gone from here, I wish I could get in my car and leave this place. I do not do well when I am all consumed. There is too much to do, because it must all be done well. My life feels out of control, out of my control, there is no tangible answer.
God may give peace and he may open doors, but which one do you walk through when nothing inside looks serene? I pray that others have wisdom, because I don't trust that I have any here. I go to this place that reminds me of how it will be when this has passes, but then I miss my "now" longing for the future. And yet, that place is only acheivable with time and time requires of me that I deal with each moment one at a time. Oh yeah, and I cant go back.

Curse rash action. It does not allow for rational action.

It feels like tears are behind my eyes...all the time.