Truly. I'm not 'unhappy'. I am, speechless. Un'actionless.

Truly. I'm not 'unhappy'. I am, speechless. Un'actionless. Hapless. Because truly, I have felt suicidal from the circumstance in my life which constantly and largely, hugely revolves are the condemning IMH. And I demand that IMH gives me a compensation. Because truly, truly, I say unto you, that it has taken my life away from me. I deny that. I declare that I am alive in Christ.

It is not that I am mentally ill that I am suicidal you know. These kind of torture and saddening can make any normal, healthy 19 yr old mad and 'beaming' with mental illness! Jesus crown him with glory and honor!

So compensation, be it I am going to be in A Class ward for the rest of my life, work in IMH and change things, or monetary, I'm gonna get it somewhere somehow through Kong Hee or M Ravi. (of course I'm speaking figuratively.)

Btw, I have the freedom to write late at night here. At home. But when I'm at I.M.H. brought In by Morons Hospital, when I (if) whip out my phone to blog away(if we have phones in our possessions to begin with), the incessant-headstrong staff nurses would frenzy-scribble my sleepless night behaviour down on their mounds of sandpaper.

Then the next thing you know is the ******* doctor coming with the knife of "YOU WANT TO SLEEP OR NOT?" - INJECTION.