I want to runaway to the beach. I want a vacation. I want to think of no one but my self. But my guilt of these wants brings a fear that is hard to overcome. It stifles my breathing and freezes my muscles. I cannot move. I have no right to want these things at this time. I have responsiblities to bear. But in it all I've lost me and I have no sense of self. I have no right to want. Sign in to see full entry.