I was really in pain, that for the very very first time, I wanted to visit a doctor so much. Sweet boyf took me to several places in search of the clinics that open 24 hours or at least till late.

& yes, FML. Went to at least 3 different places but to no avail, & when we finally found one, the fee cost me another hole. Fucking cost 79.10 bucks. But at least I got my medication which I think will definitely help.

Then I got so sad, cause I actually was so not interested in eating that antibiotics and had boyf worrying, he suddenly went 'not right' and yeah, I knew he was angry. Its kindof like as a 'patient' stand, I got so carried away that my tears came bursting out. Prolly in fear, in pain and all those unwanted feelings all came rushing in.

I just can't take any more blow from anyone. I had enough, in my whole life ever.