May 18th

June 24, 2013

Drafts for the email I’m supposed to send to my counselor today:

Dear counselor,

I notice no changes from this last week of taking medication. I feel the same as I always feel.

I am posting really trivial nonsense thoughts onto my blog with more frequency though.

I’m pretty sure that’s because I’m going crazy with boredom and loneliness.

No one loves me.

See you in September!

Love, me

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