I feel so sad that we will separate tomorrow. It’s been 12 weeks. We’ve been meeting everyday except weekends for four hours. There was eight of us.
For me that was not that much of the time. Only at the beginning of December I started talking about me and my pain. I decided to take my voice only four times for the entire therapy... I feel like I wasted my chance. I feel like now I’m gonna be all alone with my unresolved problems.
Monday I will have to go back to work. I’m afraid that I’ll be fired for taking the two months leave. They will ask me why I was gone... I’m not able to tell them that I’m sick...
I feel alone. That’s the worst part of my life. No matter how many people surround me, I hardly ever decide to say something about myself. I really need support. I really need help.
I don’t want to live this way, I don’t want to be sick all the time. I want to live life like others do... I want to be just normal.