What's Wrong With Me

I know sometimes i'm wrong in a way. But why i always screw things up. Even i knew before that i'm not supposed to do so. I really hate my unconsious self. It feel as if sometimes i'm the hulk and i don't wish to release the unconsious self out but somehow it did end up like the hulk-can't control. Someone seriously need to scold me for all that i've did wrong. I don't wanna spread the effect of my "disease" to those that i know. Because sometimes it'd be to late to know that you've hurt those that you never intend to hurt.