flowerduty
Today was my app with the psy. Honestly, my feelings are a mess.. everything feels tangled and heavy. But maybe getting a good doctor is its own kind of blessing. Every word that left my mouth hurt.. it’s painful to admit these things out loud. I’m still fighting this illness on my own. My medication dose was increased.. the doctor prescribed tranquilizers and sleeping pills, hoping I’d feel better within five days...I hate her. I truly do. I hate her so much that I sometimes forget how deeply I once loved her.. how I was willing to leave everyone else behind, just for her.