Being in and out of the mental hospital give you a skewed view of things.
Small matters become big issues:
The other day in the hospital we were all sitting in the group room just chilling when this girl Keilani asks if we can keep the shades up because when you’re in the hospital its nice to see the sky. Suddenly the room is in uproar because everyone disagrees on this matter. Most people want the shades down because if they’re locked inside they don’t want to see outside. I’m not really sure what to make of this but I’m sure its significant as to why everything gets infinitely more sensitized and blown out of proportion while in the hospital.
Sometime in February, I am going to go to a long term 3 month treatment center in Wisconsin, where I will be treated for my depression, anxiety, and eating disorder. I still do not know what to think.
when I was in the hospital this girl got really mad at me and threw a chair at me and thats all I can think about right now and I’m laughing really hard.
also my hair is growing out and I kinda have a mullet.
I gave myself a mohawk. ACCIDENTALLY.
Okay so I was giving myself a haircut with electric clippers and i started on the sides. I forgot to put and attachment on so in one spot, I was bald in one spot (because all I need is another bald patch amirite?)! So I was like ehhhhhhh and decided to give myself a mohawk again. fortunately, the hair in the bald spot before is grown in so that I have a FULL mohawk! I feel special <3