I'm struggling between the lines of over-elation and almost depression. Times are difficult. My body and spirit are both challenging my mind. I'm gearing all positivism into the brain. Hopefully, things will be alright.

I guess the approaching birthday is making me feel insecure again. I'm turning 27, yet I'm still floating amidst here and there.

More insecurities cloud this future birthday. My 27th life might see me through my first operation. I even doubt the possibility of the operation. I'm so confused and scared.

I'm starting to wonder what I would do if my close friends walk away. Would I still be as happy as I can be now? Is this happiness real, or am I living in doubt?