In my opinion, psych wards are nothing but prisons for the mentally ill and emotionally disturbed; only thing different is that you’re doing time for trying to kill yourself.
Dudes; Adventure Time is fucking awesome, I have no idea why I didn’t get into it sooner.
So I went to the Rape Crisis Center today, and I really enjoyed today’s session. It allowed me to express myself in a more positive way, as well as giving me the ability to -un-officially say goodbye to Dwain, my biological father. I really wished that I could have gotten a hold of Connie sooner, not that I didn’t like Claire or anything. But yeah, I honestly feel that all of these emotions of mine are being mended to better than just art therapy.
I can say that things are looking up for me, but I’m gonna say that I’m “cured” because this depression will always stay by me even when things do get better. I’ve a long road ahead of me, and I just hope that I continue to be the best person that I know I can be.
I’m also gonna get my hair done tomorrow by a new hairstylist, so I’m really looking forward to that. God knows this rat’s nest of a head needs serious mending, especially after the bullshit it’s been through from lazy-ass people who didn’t know what the fuck they were doing.