teks `The night before registration, my father gave me hope by saying, "Tomorrow, I'll take our money and we'll go register, okay?" I just nodded, but I knew we wouldn't have that kind of money, so there was no way I could keep track of it all. I messaged a friend who was supposed to register with me, hoping she would understand. The next morning, while sitting at the breakfast table, my father said that his work payment was delayed and he apologized for not being able to take me to register. I felt tears streaming down my face like a waterfall. I pretended to ask my friend if she was still going to register with me, but deep down, only Allah knew how jealous I was feeling.`, kelaskan texts {harassment, self-harm, religion insult, sexist, hate, racist, safe for work, psychiatric or mental illness, porn} dan pulangkan dalam bentuk JSON {'label'}
{"label": "psychiatric or mental illness"}