I have mental illness. Mind clarity is rare, too briefly and often too late. Old friends and acquaintances would look away when they see me. Yup, that unpopular. Of course, I get angry and hurt but deep down, I know I’d do the same too, if I saw 'me'. That’s the icy cold papercut truth. The illness cuts even deeper. I thank you for your readership. Your presence here makes me feel less alone. This blog helps me remember my true worth as a person, and how my own mind threatens it.
Friday, August 03, 2007
My colleague asked me why on earth would I want this photo. Can you guess?
These happy faces do reflect my state of ecstasy in the airport. But what I was doing? I was writing. Can you find me?
1 comment:
yeah~I found you...:)
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