I'm scared to go to sleep. I can't stand being in my room anymore. I can still smell it and see it but I can't bring myself to wash my sheets and blankets. I didn't sleep for 3 days and finally rested this morning for a couple hours but I'm scared. I feel pathetic. I went through the humiliation ritual of getting a kit done but I might not get anything back. No proof of my suffering. No reason for my pain. I have no idea how I am supposed to continue pretending to be human.