SKIZO
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jill is woman who has mental illnes, her life is so complecated and full of intrict, she need a doctor to diagnoze her illnes. she try to bergaining but it doesn't work at all. she see a doctor and diagnoze skizoefecktif. the problem why she was in the mental illness was of her boyfriend cheating of him with her best friend. susan as a mother care a lot about her daughter and she doesn't want her daughter to be ill like that. when susan saw her daughter lock in her room and having a complecated expression that she doesn't know like anrgy, happy , and sad. the they see a doctor and say her feeling. susan know the problem know and she want jill having medicine to be drink. jill want to go to work in consultant firm and she have it. she met a boy and fall in love with her. her best friend that cheating on her was pregnat and jill thank god i am not like that. can jill having a good relationship after breaking to her boyfreind.....
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