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Dokončeno, poprvé publikováno říj 18, 2020
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How can you tell your ex that you're depressed when he already died of the same case?

How can a psychologist be mentally unstable even though he/she supposed to cure one?

Leanne always dreamed to get out of the asylum. Yes, she has cancer, and she has depression. Depression is not the side effect of her cancer. It's the side effect of her dying. She always wanted to say alot of things to her ex, she loves him 'till now, but she couldn't, and she would never be able to tell him, because he's already dead.

Erika always dreamed to get out of the asylum, but she couldn't, cause the strings of the asylum were attached to her. It's not because she's depressed, but because she's a nurse at the asylum. She suffers the exact pain as she aids her patients. It was as if she was having this deep connection between her patients. She has a boyfriend named Benzar, and like Leanne, she has alot of things to say to his boyfriend. But she couldn't. Not because he's dead, but because he's too busy.

Leanne wrotes her thoughts on her notebook. It helped her clear her thoughts when nobody's with her. Erika records her voice on a recorder that her patient gave her. It helped her clear her thoughts when nobody's listening to her rants. They both record everything they felt, and everything they wanted to say to their beloved. It was the post scripts of their feelings. The tiny secrets of their little sensitive hearts. After all, nobody listens, just their diaries.






This book is written in Filipino.
Warning: This contains depressive scenes.
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If you already know the ending, will you even dare to start writing it? If you can go back, do you think you can make it right? If I can, will I be able to get a different outcome? Maybe not. Everyone's happy now. Maybe even happier than what they were before. How could I be so selfish to wish to turn back time so I could be happy while the others were silently suffering back then? Time never stops. "If you'll be given a chance to forget everything and start anew, will you grab that chance?" Will I? Mas mabuti ba talaga na makalimutan lahat? I only want to take the pain away and still keep the happy memories. Ironically, it's the happy memories that's hurting me. Lahat ng mga bagay na nakakasakit sakin ay dahil sa mga magagandang ala-ala na alam kong di na mangyayari ulit. And it's too much. Unbearable. Why do you have to wake up every single day just to live a life with a loop of dying everyday?