I had a great time celebrating this week sure. I just wish, even if they knew my situation well, I just wish, I really had someone to talk to when I'm in this country, whenever I feel frustrated about my recovery process and goes through whatever phase I'm going through with me, not just therapist/counsellor.
I know my friends and family mean well but really, it just makes me sad that no one won't know how to listen to it. I won't tell and I know they probably just won't understand how lonely this situation can get when they only just want the outcome I can't control. I'm still battling in my head about returning back to my parents, loneliness kills honestly.
Here's the thing why it bothers me so much - I know an illness can happen to anyone but like I just don't like it sometimes when doc feels frustrated about me in this clinical world, "she's still a kid." Even up till now, I have been having wishful thinking I'd be in remission. I'm desperate. I shouldn't be in this position.
This is just my only confession.
I know my friends and family mean well but really, it just makes me sad that no one won't know how to listen to it. I won't tell and I know they probably just won't understand how lonely this situation can get when they only just want the outcome I can't control. I'm still battling in my head about returning back to my parents, loneliness kills honestly.
Here's the thing why it bothers me so much - I know an illness can happen to anyone but like I just don't like it sometimes when doc feels frustrated about me in this clinical world, "she's still a kid." Even up till now, I have been having wishful thinking I'd be in remission. I'm desperate. I shouldn't be in this position.
This is just my only confession.
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