Saturday, December 11, 2010

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unconsciously frightened

. Too funny to laugh hard.

a couple of years ago I should have learned the lesson, strengthened self-esteem that I watered and cared for long. I promised myself never to get well. Scared. Nervous. Unable to meet the kinds of things that people close to me they can. And I thought I had learned. Although it would not be surprising that this is done only superficially. and finally, my unconscious will betray me.

An examination of accreditation. Caro, along with course materials preparacióny. Really expensive. so I would not put pressure strain on the brink of despair. However, here I am, sick of the casual (fever, sore throat) and something new in my body (I hate the nausea, I hate my stomach).

No, I believe this is the result of all kinds pressures to which I submit myself.

competitive Because I'm sick, for the achievements that reach people close to me, and I feel so weak as to do .

do not think so. Because I have confidence in what I know. Because if preparations go, why could not do with the actual exam? Aware of it. Mindful of not wanting to pay attention to my fears.

unconsciously, can all be different. Perhaps this genetically marked. Or that the painful memories of what was my own pressure a couple of years ago desearan salir nuevamente-

Tell me it's all a lie. i do not want to fall sick again. I do not want more restrictions. It's enough to be like this already, unable to eat this or that. I must not have more prohibitions.

So young, and already so tired of it. So sick that you guess if people like you, or with more problems wish to keep living with it.

Of course, I do not want to keep in mind. So please, I do NOT WANT to go through more sickness

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