Reblogged from Laments and Lullabies: I’m done. They let me loose. Graduated Stigma cum Loud. Now I have to DO SOMETHING. Get work, or apply for financial assistance, or start a counterfeit operation. Gotta find a hobby. Gotta leave the house more. Gotta start reintegrating. Emphasis on “grating”. Gotta make and keep my therapy appointments. Gotta stay on … Continue reading
Reblogged from Laments and Lullabies: I was sent to a place that exists somewhere between the psych ward and the Outside World. Norms call it “Day Hospital”. They have snacks and basket weaving. There’s individual therapy, group therapy, and occupational therapy. I’m about to finish an 11 week stint and I’m feeling therapied out. It’s … Continue reading