I noticed myself slipping back into the same trends today I had when I thought I was depressed. Thinking the same thoughts, asking the same questions, isolating myself, etc. So I wrote a letter to Nana with my final words to her. I think that'll help put me at ease.
In other news, Catherine scolded me again for saying I like to eat when in fact it's not possible that I like to eat if I haven't already tried every one of the one French restaurants in town and eaten everything on the menu. Because if I liked to eat I wouldn't eat pizza or pasta,both of which, by the way, are only ever to be eaten in Italy. I can't wait to go back home...
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