I'm dreading this day all i want it is to be over ..all this terrible time is to be a memory that i laugh at later , and the thing is that i thought it didn't matter much to me but the amount of ache that stress caused is too much meaning is that i actually care..well who doesn't and what kind of person won't care if their life will be turned upside down so fast and your answer to this : we don't know..we hope as much as you do and we want you to get better but we don't know we have no answers for you..well who should know then? isn't it your job to know about this shit? really my calmness surprised you..i'm thinking why shouldn't it cause your unknowing was like asking me to answer a very complicated equation at an instant ..that is why i didn't snap at you..because i couldn't comprehend your lack of knowing i couldn't understand how is this going to change my life or may be won't..and then you still don't know but so desperately trying to pin this onto stress but hell no you can't make me accept that kind of diagnosis not for anything but because this means my life is going to be shattered because my mind can't be fixed , there is nothing that can repair it nor enough medication to make to imitate a normal person's mind, so how about trying harder to find a physical reason that i can do something about it and then may be i will accept your diagnosis with a smile no matter how hard it might be or even fatal but don't tell me it's in my mind or that it's up to my self control..tell me something i can work with not this shit..not this shit.