Got a letter yesterday from Fästningsparken 2 or with other words the psychiatric non-institutional care (I hope I got the translation right). She's really nice and if you're soppused to be finicky so isn't there no one els to blame but me. If I'd only showed some intelligence and just keppt my mouth shut about that night last month so wouldn't I got this.
No new appointment. Thanks. Sorry for being such a mess.
Maybe your right. Maybe I just don't know who I am, wonder if it's possible to be understod, if it's possible to live among other humans and maybe even if there is a meaning somewhere out there but it doesn't matter. It's often to difficult to turn back.
Sorry.
Nothing last forever.
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