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Paranoia, I have found, is probably the toughest thing I've ever had to deal with.
That thought that something's wrong just wont leave me alone despite any rational thought to the contrary. It's enough to drive a person mad. Luckily, with leave and seeing best friends coming up next week, the gnawing cancer of delusion is slightly diminished and momentarily soothed.
I was just talking to another friend and she said that I'm the strong type but that I shouldn't feel it necessary to always be so. I'm glad to hear someone say that. Not sure I've ever thought of it quite that way.