I do not know how long i'll last in this hell. Everyday is a new struggle for survival. A struggle to hold on to my sanity. I can't distinguish between fact and fiction anymore.
In the beginning i was certain that this organization was run by the government. They had other motives than just "treating me" and "help me recover".
I was certain that they were trying to kill me. I could see right through the lies that they've told me ever since the first day. But a human being can only suffer so much.
And then doubts started creeping up in my mind. What if these people are really trying to help me? What if what they say is true? What if those strange people are really my family?
What if i really do have alzheimer's?