I’m in KL staying with my aunty. I won’t write too much about it right now but to say that I’m extremely home sick. Being away from the comforts of home has just reminded me of how unwell I am. Not physically per se but mentally. There are so many horrid, intense feelings that I’m going through that I just don’t even understand. I feel unhinged. And it has nothing really to do with where I am, and it certainly has nothing to do with my aunty, who I adore. It’s more of a magnification of feelings that I spend my time numbing at home. It’s harder to do that when you’re out of your element, so you end up being forced to sort of deal with them for a bit. Things should start to get better the longer I’m here. At least I hope they will.