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After 10 days (including the day I met my shrink), I finally decided to send her a note. A very long one. It included details of my normal rants, and my stories and my thoughts which are actually saved in my phone now. It also includes things I haven't told anyone, and I think she has to know. 

Everything is slowing my mind down, but at the same time, riling up too. See the contradiction right there? Yeah. I know. A living contradiction. 

This is currently my main issue. But a lot of other concerns has been piling up. 

People say I am over reacting on everything, but I guess it's just hard to explain what you are going through when you can't understand it yourself. 


2:56PM


Broke down an hour ago, and still figuring out why. Now I know what's making my mind slow down, but I am riling up too. Same reason why I have been trying to make a journal of my life. Because I am in denial of what is happening to me. It hasn't sank in completely that I am sick and that I can't pretend or hide that fact anymore. 

I need my doctor here in Manila before my mom leaves. I might go insane before that, or, worse. 


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