Who am I supposed to please?
Who am I supposed to please?
Who...
am...
I?
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"Negative."
Polly nods at me after the doctor says that single word, showing her clear annoyance.
I feel my heart drop.
It's been about two weeks since I went to the ER.
They were "useful" my ass.
I felt like I was annoying everyone now, still thinking something was wrong with me.
Even my grandma seemed upset and tired of my constant whining to her.
"See, we've tried everything. We'll just have to wait. I'm sorry you can't get what you want right away."
Her words piece my gut.
...
The sickness only got worse from then.
Every time I ate, I felt like hurling, but when I didn't eat, I also felt like throwing up.
My stomach now throbbed constantly,
And my period still hasn't come yet.
Usually, I would be excited that it's holding off, but... I'm terrified.
Why exactly? I'm not sure.
Not knowing what is going on with me and having to "wait"... it's really fucking frustrating.
It makes me wanna rip my eyeballs out of their sockets.
It makes me wanna create deep gashes in my skin with my own fingernails.
It makes me wanna tear out all my hair.
It makes me wanna die.
I've already bugged Polly and my grandma enough, so I kept this all in, having it slowly eat away at me.
They think it's a ulcer.
I hope it's that.
Hell; I hope it to be anything.
I just want 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠.
Something to know that I'm not crazy.
Something to know that it's not all in my head.
Just... one... 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 thing.
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