25th August 2021

On the way to where the grandma and the uncle live.

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I arrived here a while ago. We are about to have a breakfast... I'm quite a bit stressed. The grandma mentions that I used to call her, and we would talk a lot while I was in Istanbul. I don't remember a thing. And my head feels weird as I tried to recall things. Turns out it's been over a year I've ever been here, and she says she missed me a lot. And lots of other stuff. They get mad at the mother for we haven't been coming. It's actually because I and my brother have DID and some other stuff, but the mother used her university lessons as an excuse for not coming here. The grandma kind of blames her for not coming for so long. I feel bad.

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I'm so stressed. I'm so stressed. I'm so stressed!

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I want to die.

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Human relations are complicated.

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It's sad to see the uncle like that. He seems to have changed a lot.

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I missed my cat a bunch. We left her at home. 'Cause they said I couldn't take her with me. Oh my little cat!

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The grandma and the uncle said that I should stay the more by myself here as the parents go back home. I said "No.".

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To be loved by people sometimes really scare me for some reason.

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I'm at the seaside. It's been quite a while I've seen the sea. It is so beautiful. And the sound of the waves... Is just fascinating. And there is a breeze. I love it here.

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We are going to an amusement park!

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I'm in an amusement park. I had quite a bit of fun so far. I'm tired. And I feel good.

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Words are so dangerous.

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Back to the grandma's house... It was a good day. Exhausting, stressful, still very good. Nothing bad happened, I haven't done anything weird due to DID or whatsoever. It was a good day. Am happy. But I feel like there will be an argument going on in the inner world once we are back to the parents' house about what happened here. Well, usual system stuff.

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It was a nice day.

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The probability that we may fail in the struggle ought not to deter us from the support of a cause we believe to be just.

–Abraham Lincoln