i was once asked wether what i felt was fear or worry. i didn't understand the difference. i probably still don't.
but i know i was scared. i would not have been able to explain what i was scared of. i would not be for at least another two years.
but i know now. i was scared of a lot, but in that moment i was scared of not being taken seriously. it was your job to take me an my problems seriously and you failed.
it's been over two years and i am still fighting for my life.









