Saw GP.
GP said psych today would admit me, and this would mean I was admitted to the riht hosptial with the right team and so on.
Psych this morning called and cancelled the appt, because it was "inappropriate" for her to see me.
Seeing someone tomorrow.
My aunt's coming from Leicester, to meet me at the hospital. Either I get admitted, or I'm going to Leicester.
My parents know. It's not pretty.
I'll get help eventually. I mean, eventually, something will happen and I'll be helped, instead of almost helped, or nearly helped, or sent away because they can't help.
I made it through another day. Go me.
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