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26th november 2012 is the day I've been closest to death.
Or at least I think so.
I remember the cold sweat, the shivers.
I remember the pain.
The pain I thought would never go away.
Sitting on the floor without knowing what to do.
Without even knowing what time it was or who I was.
I just wanted the pain to go away, to end.
And it seemed unending.


26th november 2012 is the day I've been the most scared.
Asking for everything to fade away.
Sensing dread around me.
Not being able to move, just whince in pain.
I don't remember if I cried.
I don't really remember.


26th november 2012 is the day I've regained myself.
And I've found out that I'm stronger than I thought.
And maybe a little bit smarter as well.


(previously posted on November 26th, 2012)