i checked into a mental hospital and for the first time ever i was finally getting appropriate help for my mental health. but almost immediately my family and friends began calling, talking about how inconvenient it is that im stuck in there and not around (to help solve their problems for them), and that i need to come home as soon as possible. i felt so guilty that i started lying to the doctors and nurses about feeling better, so i could go home sooner.
at first the doctor wanted me to go to an even higher level of care and a long stay, which i wanted to do. but instead i lied, saying i was feeling a lot better and that i wanted to go home soon. i'll probably be dead by next year. oh well. just sucks that i was finally getting help for my shit, and im basically forced to quit it. i cant do the work of getting better on my own so ctb it is.
at first the doctor wanted me to go to an even higher level of care and a long stay, which i wanted to do. but instead i lied, saying i was feeling a lot better and that i wanted to go home soon. i'll probably be dead by next year. oh well. just sucks that i was finally getting help for my shit, and im basically forced to quit it. i cant do the work of getting better on my own so ctb it is.
