The world is an interesting place, as is my brain. Even though today was an ok day I still feel out of whack. Sometimes I can go right to the store take a couple of deep breaths and get through it. Other times just the though of all these people looking at me, juding me is enough to keep me from getting out of bed. I'm so grateful for all of the wonderful people that I have met here. I truely believe that you all will play an important role in my treatment and recovery but I cant seem to find the strength to tell my family and friends exactly whats going on. I have always been a strong person right up til I got sick. Even my own parents lean on me from time to time when things get rough. How do I tell them that their action are contributing to the deteorioration of my disease. When for the past 21 years I have been "normal", their rock
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