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im feeling rather broken by fyp.
oh well.

and there's this part, that i keep ignoring.
the grieving part.
i cant watch her die slowly,
her health deteriorating day by day.
she has to be fed by tubes,
and she has to sit on a float,
because she has lost so much weight that she cant sit without feeling the pain of her bones crushing against her skin.

i keep pretending to be fine,
but when i heard the doctor say that despite all the treatment,
her condition didnt improve...

i'm feeling broken now.

and i cant fix my fyp.

as usual, i dont make sense.