Depressed

I found myself in a daze... I been thinking a lot lately... I have a lot of problems, problems that I couldn't think of a suitable solution to tackle with. I thought that maybe I can run away... But there is nowhere for me to run. I thought that maybe I can fight head on with the problem, but I guess I am too weak and a coward myself. I realised that I was useless, and hopeless. Never in my life I have felt this... Is this growing up? Is this just another obstacle that I must overcome?

The more I think, the more I get depressed. I wish time will stop, as there isn't much time left. The problem will grow to be harder if I continue doing nothing. But my laziness and the lack of courage is stopping me from doing anything... What should I do... What should I do with a FREAKING TWO METRES SPIDER THAT IS CRAWLING ON MY WALL THAT IS TRYING TO HAVE SEX WITH ME! Then eat me alive...

Note:I ran out of Vaseline...