grief means I stare at walls blankly

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This is rating magnificently high as worst day ever. My dad, after allowing me to play, changes his mind and yells at me a lot. I missed my appointment with the therapist. I travelled half-way from Singapore and now in a club that might kick me out. Soon. Depending.

This is really shaping up to be my worst week.

And it's Christmas.
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