classify text [gangguan, kebencian, porno, penyakit psikiatri atau mental, sifat perkauman, penghinaan agama, selamat untuk bekerja, mencederakan diri sendiri, seksis], text `So this is the second confession, in which I think it would be great to start confessing about how it all began when I received new light and hope. I hope readers will forgive me for mixing languages, and my story is more like a conversation than a narrative. Since I felt something heavy in my chest (like being stabbed), I started seeing doctors but there was no result for any illness. The doctors said it might be due to improper eating habits and so on. But I was not satisfied, so I went to see another doctor... still zero result. So I just endured it... until I talked to an Auntie, who is Chinese. She suggested that I try the Islamic method, which is a healing medicine. I was like, huh? You're Chinese, Auntie. Then she told me that her child had a strange illness too. So she was willing to travel back and forth every Tuesday to get treatment from the late Ust. Haron Din in Bangi.`, return in JSON {'label'}
{"label": "penyakit psikiatri atau mental"}