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' " it's not good. no. It can't be happening. " I told myself that statement and repeated it over and over again while eating my salad spaghetti slowly at work. I've not been sleeping lately. It's been two days straight now. The appetite of eating is decreasing too. Once a day? probably a very small or quarter than usually I eat. This time, I tried to force myself to eat till finish. I failed. I can feel the food in my throat that refused to swallow. Within days, I could actually tell that I will break myself into pieces even though I tend to look ok on the outside. Part of me died lately. I could literally feel inside of me. I wonder why it did. I tried to avoid that feeling where you don't know where you should go and what you should do. Reading is one way that I could drown my mind that float myself into the imagination. I don't know how long does this take to recover. But I shall be strong for now. ' Posted by Monday, November 28, 2011 2:19 PM with 0 notes | add more notes | TOP |
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