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So, I was sitting there, while reading, thinking why I asked for help. I was trying to understand the reasons behind my decision, with curiosity on how things would turn and what it was going to be said. Trying to explain was difficult, felt so strange, my chest started to ache, I could see how I started to reduce my words in answers and explanations, with just a yes or no. At that point many thoughts ended up inside my head, and occluded the part of speaking, that part of giving meaning to what I said. At the end I felt like I wasn’t understood, like I was in a game seeing how much time I would continue until I loose, I could only think that I was wrong and people will never see who or what I am, not even how I really feel, and its all my fault. It was supposedly to make me feel good and I got worse. My soul aches, my head keeps turning and I just want to feel pain.