I'm sick. Kicked out of school. What assignments do I have now?
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Math: Delta.
Government: Nothing. We're turning all work in today.
English: Nothing. Turning all work in today.
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I'm sick. Kicked out of school. What assignments do I have now?
Lab: Can't do anything, no camera or Mac computer with Adobe.
Math: Delta.
Government: Nothing. We're turning all work in today.
English: Nothing. Turning all work in today.

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Does anyone else have this?
Sometimes, my brain over does my eyes. I see what's in my brain more than what my eyes see. As in, looking at someone/thing, its makes it...more? It makes it more than it is. It feels like a mental disorder or looks like it. To me, at least. Or maybe medical? Like, I look at my mom and see more then her. Everything else blinds out and I just see her and colors around her. Things that build up what she is. Same things happen with other stuff. Like objects too, it could be an animal as well. My dog, a ball, friends, people. I don't know what it is. I want to know what it is, and if I'm alone. Am I? I am frightened to speak to my therapist about it. I am worried she will say it's odd and we'll just move on. Or what if it's actually something much worse?