I wake up feeling suffocated, like someone is choking me with a pillow. I slowly open my eyes and all I see is dark. I try to move but my movement is constricted. I wiggle to make room but I bang my feet on a hard board. My breathing is labored and I can see the end for me. Slowly light dawns on me, I am trapped in a box. Should I count my last breaths or try to break free?
Ask yourself the same thing because you are also trapped in a box… a box of labels.