The first time it really hit me that there was actually something wrong with me, I was sitting in my health class, while we were calculating through genealogy how long we should have to live. Although the paper had told me that I would be living for about 80 more years, I couldn't help but to fill with the guilt of knowing that I wasn't planning on living past Friday.
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