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calm_canine
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- Jan 7, 2024
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It's no secret that psych wards suck, but lately I have nonetheless found myself longing to go back to the second one I went to. I'm so bad at taking care of myself. I just miss not having to worry about anything. They came and got me when it was time to take my meds, fed me healthy food, and made sure I didn't hurt myself. Caring for myself came easy when there were no other concerns, and I could consistently shower, brush my teeth, etc. No one got angry at me, no one expected anything of me. Things were simple, and by the time I got out I didn't want to hurt myself anymore. But, like it always does, the not so simple world took its toll, and I'm back where I started: not sleeping, not bathing, not taking my meds, missing work, and on a financial cliff edge. It feels like the world was designed for an entirely different species and I have no idea how to survive in it. If it were up to me, and if there were more to do than play cards, I would spend the rest of my life in that hospital. idk. just rambling because I've been thinking a lot about catching the bus lately. Does anyone else feel similarly?