It’s 2 Am. I’m sitting on my bed, I’m reading a fan fiction of a musical. Then, as a certain line came up, I remembered that on Tuesday, 5 Pm I have an appointment with a therapist. My heart starts pounding, my breathing is fine but shallow, my head aches and tears well up in my eyes.
I don’t know why I’m scared. Maybe it’s because I’m scared that everyone will think I’m faking because I’ve lied before.
Idk why I’m writing this, I don’t use Wattpad anymore.