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January 2,1998

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January 2,1998

Dear Friend

I wrote you because you are the only one who listens.

Pretty much today I woke-up as usual. My dad drove me to the hospital just like every day before going to his work. I was waiting for my name to be called. Then Doctor Delegates called me( Just in case she is my psychologist) We sat down and had the longest talk in my life, but she finally had a solution to all my problems. I have PTSD(know as Post Traumatic Stress Disorder) And other Bull-Shit Panic Attacks, Anxiety Attacks, and Anorexia. My life is so fun! 

See You Later My Dear Friend

With Love DMirelys.♡♡

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