I need divertional therapy big time. The more I dive deeper into myself, the worse it becomes. I sometimes seriously think I have some personality disorder or something. But my ADLs are always intact for me to be admitted to IMH. And this makes me confused. Am I crazy or am I sane. For all the persona shown outside, I must admit I dun feel like that inside me anymore. I miss being the innocent kid I was in primary school where I would go inside the hall and scared the hell out of the cleaner, played catching at the foyer. Or playing soccer during secondary school time every afternoon. Beating up people you dun like cuz frens dun matter last time. Befriending the auntie so u can get more fried rice compared to others. During jc time I dun care if im all alone in the classroom and people staring at me while i slept on the table. The times I had in ping pong club. It was fun poking jokes at the coach and thrashing your own captain. Things were so smooth then. As I grew up, more things started to play a role in my life. And there comes a time when there are just too many things to handle. It could be now. Suddenly my blog starts to become emo. Gonna listen to MCR now lah. Lol
