Hospital

I went in friday.



They wanted me admitted. but I refused to stay in that place. it was like being in jail. I couldnt have my phone. my mom couldnt stay with me. they wanted me to use a little steel toilet in the corner of my room. they can actually lock you in the room. your room is like an observation room so they can all see in. theres cameras everywhere
they wouldnt let me have my own clothes, book, slippers. or anything. I could only eat with spoons
I was like FUCKKKK this

now I have to do some intensive outpatient thing.
we're also doing alot of work on my meds.
trying to minimize stress and maximize fun/relaxation

My biggest fear right now is losing my job.
but we're also taking some steps to change that.


Everything in my life seems to be crashing.
Internally and externally.
Every little thing is enormously overwhelming.
I'm at the end of my rope.

its not even all about CF, granted curing CF would fix alot of my problems.
but theres just so, so much more to that in my life. and theres just not much that is going right.

yesterday I spent a good 4-5 hrs crying. just sobbing. I didnt cut anymore though.
I just cried. and cried. and cried. and cried. and then, I cried more.

SOMETHING has to change. and soon