Sending Hate

February 20 - Sending Hate A day written on time. I will shorten, however, because I do not want to write: Today I wrote a poisonous text message to my cousin Ola. There were words of shame that I am now unable to help anyone and I am not mother teresa. I think I hurt. In response, I received something like that and she just wanted to ask how is it healthy, etc ... Exactly ... I would like to believe it, but why would I ask? Yesterday she really wanted me to contact her? Just to tell you how's my health? Some nonsense ... Maybe she wanted to ask how healthy, but she probably wanted me to help her more - and now I'm not going to help anyone - I have my own problems. Second text message to Kaja: I wrote something like: I'm sorry, but I won't take these pictures of you because I hate taking pictures of myself. I received a nice return text message and she wanted to take pictures of Krakow's architecture ... Third text message to Adam Paternoga: I said I won't come today. I also consulted with the fairy how today's meeting would look like. Apparently it would be nice if I came, although I decided that I would not go anywhere! End and period. One that I do not want to pay for the Christian religion and two: I wanted to hurt people today ... Emanate hatred. In the afternoon I slept, practiced something, continued the therapy with baking soda. I increased the garlic to 2 balls for the evening. I don't remember any more sins. And, as usual, inefficient breathing.