The weird guilt
Have you ever felt like you are different? too different that you think people won’t understand the way your brain works. So, you just act the same with other people to camouflage your real emotions. Even when you get sick, you take the medicine just because you don’t want people near you to worry about you, not because you think that it might help you get better. The side effect kills me slowly, actually.
Should I tell the Psychiatrist that the medication doesn’t work on me? Or I just tell her that it goes well?
Again, I’m worried about what other people think. I’m afraid I might have to tell them the progress on the medication, and they asked about it, and then I couldn’t handle the feeling like I always do.
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Then they see the real me…
I am okay with people thinking I am okay, even though I am not.
That’s the weird guilt I feel.
1.44 AM (I should have fallen asleep at 9 PM bcs of the medication, but it’s not workin’)
