Time.

"Sometimes I wish time would just freeze. I wish we would all stop growing up, I wish things would stop changing, I wish I would stop falling apart. I wish there were pause and rewind buttons on life. I wish I could go back to the days when I was happy and innocent and carefree; back to the times when nothing had to make sense, when the only things on my mind were products of my imagination that no one else would understand. I wish I could go back to the times when I was myself—not the creation of the people around me, with all their stereotypes and expectations. Because right now, I've lost who I am, I've lost my hopes and dreams, I've lost my reason to keep living. And I just don't know what to do anymore."

I wrote that ages ago—on the 21st of January this year (2011), to be exact—but things haven't changed a bit since. Or, well, it's more like things have gotten worse.