A DISCOMFIT

    I return here sweated all over. There must be something wrong with me. When I was in the classroom, I was feeling so uncomfortable. I was not feeling cold, however there was a trembling overwhelming me and taking the advantage over me, and I was sweated all over then. I was feeling so hungry and wanted anxiously something to satisfy the sense of hunger.

    Maybe the Low Blood Sugar is the cause of it. I am not sure. If it is it's wrongdoing, I don't know how to cope with it in the future. In the past such things happened to me repeatedly. For a long time I haven't had such experiences. However now it returns sneakly like a ghost who tries to haunt my life. Is doing sports the cure for it? I don't know. I should know better to keep more healthy phsically.

    Having experienced some tragic incidents in my family, I am feeling so vulnarable to such attacks. I am not afraid of death. It is the period before death, the torture, the torment makes me scared. What my life will be will be. Nothing can change the natural course if something is doomed to happen to me.

    In order not to arouse some little disturbance in the classroom, I tries to hold control over myself and resumed the teaching after some unnoticeable effort to keep control, despite the beads of perspiration falling down through my cheeks. My hair was watered. I tried to keep me aloof from the changing of voice because I am trembling.

    There are not beneficial diseases. Every illness brings about some discomfiture so long as we are human beings.

    Looking it from the other side, I become a little happier when I think of the fact that even the sufferings are still proof of my existence in the world, as a human being.