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"Cry in front of a mirror when you are hurt enough, you will be a witness to your sufferings. And then you will realize your reality."

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[Jacqueline]

"You can fill your form over there." The receptionist pointed to a chair in the outside corner of the doctor's room. One wall was of all glass doors and there was a garden outside while the opposite wall was filled with different rooms of different doctors where everybody was sitting, perhaps waiting for their time to be called for their appointment. The garden outside though had a calming effect on me and I exhaled thanking her with a smile.

I pulled out a pen from my backpack seeing as the phone had managed to work its way up to the top again. It was flaring with notifications, one after another. I shoved it farther inside without looking at it.

I held the form to my chest and walked up to the chair, and started filling in my mom's info. Writing all the age and diseases related info, I held it to my chest and wal