I just narrowly avoided going to the hospital last night. And today. Last night i called 911. It got so bad, big J. and the nightwatchman, P., were talking about guns in the hallway on the way out; and as we lit up our cigarettes they were talking about the state police, i think thst … Continue reading Near Miss
Desperation
I resorted to calling my mother and arranging a visit during the week. I was quietly and rudely frozen out of the smoke porch at 6 and then faced my roommate, who is on Haldol, and intrusively complains. She stays up all night. Last night the light was on all night and i got no … Continue reading Desperation
Desultory Ending
Well i have to follow up to be honest. I aced the smoking porch at 9 a.m., having been primed since 6 a.m. i took no guff and walked out of there to rhe sound of church bells ringing. It was clear that i had to be there and thats why i had to miss … Continue reading Desultory Ending
Sunday morning
My guiding voices, in this case my son's, tell me not to go to Church this morning. I have LEARNED to follow these voices, following the example of St. Faustina and her 'internal promptjngs.' They're not 'voices' just a single word like 'no', or 'do' or 'do not.' Its odd but its been going on … Continue reading Sunday morning
Brawl on the smoking porch
They were all on me. I was about to call 911. Maybe i should have. Miss J (i promised not to use names) swore she didnt kniw what i was talking about when i called her on holding back the lighter shortly after i got here "Abby got burned," big J said, and i told … Continue reading Brawl on the smoking porch
Roommate
I have a new roommate who "hates it here." She was really getting me down. I realize, because when she left today to go back to the hospital, i got a breath of fresh air. Ive been waking up feeling so desperate and confused. She showed up again about an hour ago and a few … Continue reading Roommate
A Brand New Start
You who followed me at mentaljourneysblog.wordpress.com may somehow stumble across me here, you'll find me by the tags. I went silent on the old blog last week due to insecurities, and, finally, the prompting of my new therapist. I can't afford to risk my stay here, and I have used the name of the residential … Continue reading A Brand New Start
The Journey Begins
Thanks for joining me! Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton
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