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Good day diary, so chapter three is a chapter that I never knew I would write down in a million years. Why you'd ask? We are talking relationship, heart aches and mental illness. For the longest time of my life, I thought mental illness and love are two foreign things I would never experience ever. I felt sadness before, not a psychopath here. However, I just actually realized that the sadness I was feeling could well as be depression. It is weird saying that I am depressed. When I was sixteen and seventeen, I went through this dark path where I slept a lot and ate excessively until this body entered the obese category. I would like to delete those times if possible but I couldn't. However, I have been feeling the same way that the seventeen year old me is feeling. I could not take even one shower. I go from eating nothing for two days to binge eating for four. I have no motivation or drive to do absolutely anything. I am writing currently because I forced myself to do somethin...

This chapter is five months over due so buckle up for the longest chapter of my life. Remember Chapter I? Yea things actually worked out. 2020 was not all that bad or so I thought. God Almighty actually helped me in sorting my accommodations for university. Please do not get me wrong, I had to suffer for a week in managing my transportation to class and it was hell to say the least. While I learned a lot on snakes, how to take good care of them and also found a soft spot for those creepy reptiles, I also managed to learn a thing or two on bus rides. Schedules, timing, how to tap the damn card on the screen, when to press the buzzer for my stop. It was pretty calming, the bus ride but time consuming also energy consuming. I am no athlete with steroids injected for Olympics (I am looking at you Russia, remember Icarus?). Then, there is also that issue with not being able to be present with my friends. I cannot spend time with them outside of class. No random McDonald's trip in the mi...