so i met with doctor seong today.

he's what they call a 'mind doctor'.

aka a psychologist.

he needs to determine my mental state and that's honestly really fucking scary.

every word that came out of my mouth,

he matched with a pen scribble.

it was basically interrogation to figure out whether i belonged in a mental hospital,

or if i had the ability to get better with medicine and therapy.

i was careful with my words,

but obviously i couldn't pretend like i was fine.

i did just try to take my own life.

but i was careful with it,

i didn't mention more than i had to.

just about how you broke my heart.

he seemed to buy it,

luckily.