I don't know why I start crying in the middle of class. I don't know why I freaked out and ran into the middle of the street. I don't know why I scream so such and so harshly. I'm tired of being depressed, down, angry. I tried to have a different attitutde and it works - for half a day, a few hours, a few minutes. Something I can't control is
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