March 6, 2012
Dear Diary,
I don't know what to think of myself now a days.
Not sure what I think of anything anymore. I am possibly becoming less normal and more un-ordinary; emotionally wise I am tearing out my hair strand by strand. Stress is what I think is making me feel crazy.
Don't know exactly.
Love,
Darla

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