I often times don't know what to do. Is it wiser to fight or to accept that it's just time for your life to come to an end? I know I'm sick and I'm not getting better. I know they don't know what's wrong with me. I know that school starts in a month and I'm not going to be able to make it through the way I'm feeling. I know that's the only way I have enough money to be able to go to the doctor, or to have health insurance, is to be in school. I know that I'm hurting everyone around me. I know that it's hard on my family and my boyfriend for them to see me like this and not be able to help me or fix it.
I really miss my home. I miss where I grew up. I miss the way I used to feel and the person I used to be. I miss familiar things. I feel like it's all lost. I miss my family, even though they are around me. I miss they I used to feel around them and the way I used to be able to make them feel. I miss myself, and my world. I miss the feeling of stability, of gravity, and of sanity. I wish I knew if it would be better to fight or accept.
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