There are times that I miss the hospital. I think it's been said exactly true...someone to look after you, no responsibilities, you feel validated, others can relate when you talk to them. It's a safe place.
But then I think about everytime I've come home from the hospital and how everyone treats me then. Like I've screwed up again, or like I'm going to blow at any time. It reinforces to my family that I'm crazy. wish i could just live where all the crazies are.
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