tomorrow's the day where I'll find out what lies ahead for me in terms of my emotional wellbeing and treatment. maybe i am simply reading too much into what C said last week, but then, it would be a lie to say that I am not frightened by it. then again, somewhere deep inside, i also realised that there is a small sigh of relief as this time around, perhaps everything will finally make sense.... perhaps a diagnosis is not such a bad thing afterall....
it's been years now hasn't it?
since the first time i ever felt suicidal.... 10 years to be exact...
and i've come a long way... and i should be proud of myself for hanging on....
even though sometimes, it's just so so hard...
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