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Saw the therapist. It was pretty much just as terrifying as I thought it would be. I feel so exposed. And also dumb. Today my grandpa had a heart attack and may/may not be in a coma. I can't think straight so that effected how well I was able to communicate with the therapist. My brain is so fuzzy. And I feel the depression coming on. It'll be here maybe tomorrow. Maybe later. Fuck.