No, it's not a freaking joke, so stop laughing. I'm having a terrible time remembering words or anything for that matter. I'll stop to moments at a time to recall a word as simple as sectional. People seem to think it's hilarious, but it's scary as hell. I don't know what's going on with me, but I'm afraid I'm losing my mind. My dream is to become a writer, but how will that ever happen if I can't remember anything. I can't even remember picking this outfit this morning or what I ate four hours ago. I don't know how to fix this.
I'm hoping all of this just goes away and I get better. I don't know what I'd do if I turned into a mindless zombie who couldn't even remember her own name. Here's hoping it never comes to that...
–noun Psychiatry . a pathological state in which a person believes himself or herself to be dead.
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I'm not making light of it, but it must be somehting in the genes....I'm the same way.
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