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[kateeefdaklh]

I can see where this is going. With the hiding, and the lying. I am becoming a recluse, and not by choice.  Skipping classes, not going to school at all. That's just part of it. I used to be bound to you, like we were one entity. A single cell. Now that we are detached, I feel as if I am missing limbs.

I can't leave the house. I'm scared of having more panic attacks.
On top of saying things I don't mean.

I have a doctors appointment Tuesday.