I haven't been able to concentrate on any of my work. I got everything wrong. It is easy!!! And it was all wrong!!!
What the hell is happening to me? Everything in my life is suffering. My work, My mind. I can hardly meditate anymore because I am too crowded With this **** in my mind that I wanted to forget.
I am reliving it.
I wanted to avoid this, but I needed people to know. I needed to Get it out! That's why I wrote that stupid ******* poem. But then she found it and now My life is a living hell.