• deafboy@lemmy.world
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    7 hours ago

    I was sitting at the neurology office. As the doctor starts to scroll through the pictures of the inside of my head I see a huge blob. Well, this is it, I thought. It’s finally happening…

    But then I remembered that scene from the Breaking Bad. These pictures can be decieving if you don’t know how to read them.

    “Looks clear” the doctor says. “That thing? Probably just some calcificate…”

    But now I know. I’m not ready.

    edit: I’ve never told this to anybody, and now I realized the first person I shared this traumatic moment with is a fucking communist. I hate the internet sometimes!