Context: Even though I tried to give this fire oxygen and let the fire begin I pushed it to the limit of regret . I fed the fire with everything I had turning it againts me and I let it burn me . Still thank you for being a friend for me , and am thinking of the times when I told you how I felt and I now tell you i feel lost with no way and like the doors are closing in together . This time it really is hurting to say good bye , and deep inside am loosing grip of who I have been ... this time i m feeling like even tho it cuts me in like a knife there wo n't be much to let out .
Question: How do I feel ?
Option 0: None of the above choices .
Option 1: I feel terrible .
Option 2: I feel motivated .
Option 3: I feel sleepy .
Answer: 1