I think it's time for me to get out of this place. "Excuse me Ms. Dixon, are you ready to go eat in the diner?" "Yes mam." I'm at the diner and there is this lady sitting there all alone. "Hey are you ok?" "Oh not quite." "What's wrong?" "They forbidden my family from seeing me." "Oh that is sad I hope they get that changed." "I hope so too." "Ms. Dixon, it's time for you to go back to your room." "Ok I'm just gonna go to sleep." "Ok don't talk to that lady ever again or that will be you, you got that clear." "Yeah I hear you."
I really need to get out of here because they are threatening me. And I need to do it before they take my privileges away. I call my daughter. "Hey how are doing" "I'm doing fine, what's going on" "I need to get out" "Why is everything ok" "Get me out I have to go" *The call ends* I get a call from Carol. "Hello" "Hi Carol" "So you're ready to come home" "Yes as soon as possible" "Can you tell me why" "I can't now but I will" "Ok I will get you home" "Ok bye" *The call ends
I hope I get out of here real soon. This place has nothing good towards it. It just brings misery and bad trauma. People die inside of this place. People get kept away from their family. I'm trying not to get kept away from my family. "Ms.Dixon are you ready for therapy?" "Yes I am." "Alright then let's go." "Are you ready for your therapy?" "Yes I am." "So I need you to move your arm up and down." "Like this?" "Yep you're doing great."
"Looks like our time is up." "Ok see you next week." "You ready to go Ms. Dixon." "Yeah, can I go to the diner?" "Yes you can, I'll bring you right over there." "Hi again, did they let you see your family?" "Still no they won't ever let me see them again." "Aww that's sad I really hope they give you a chance to see them one day." "Me too sista." "Looks like it's time to go to your room Ms. Dixon." "Oh but I just got out here." "You haven't had a nap today so that's what you're gonna do." "Yes mam." "What did I tell you about talking to that lady now you can't see your family anymore." "Wait, can I still talk to them?" "Yeah but one more mess up and you can't talk to them ever again."
It's been so rough without seeing my family. I should try calling them to see if they came up with a plan to get me out of here. *On the phone* "Hey have you came up with something to get me out of here" "Carol is coming there today to get you out of there" "Are you sure it will work" "We don't know but can you have visitors" "No the nurse took that away from me today" "Then we definitely need to get you out there asap"
"Hey, what are you doing here?" "I asked to be transferred to your room so we could talk without getting into trouble." "Oh that's really nice." "How are you feeling?" "Not good she took away my privileges to see my family." "Are you still able to call them?" "Yeah I can still do that thankfully." "That's a good thing." "What are you doing in here Mrs. Debra?" "I got transferred to this room."
"Ok well Ms.Dixon someone here to take you home pack your stuff." "Ok I will." "Ain't that a blessing." "It really is." "Are you ready Ms. Dixon?" "I'm ready." "Hey Betty, are you ready to go home?" "Yes I am ready." "Well yall have a safe drive now." "How are you feeling from that place?" "Not good, I feel like they messed me up." "What happened to your hair?" "I don't know." "Well I will take a look at that when we get home. Are you hungry?" "Yeah I'm hungry." "Ok we can go to a food place for you." "Ok that sounds great."
I am finally free from that awful place. I'm so grateful to be out of there but I hope that lady makes it out of there. People really shouldn't suffer in that place at all, it's not cool. I have trauma from that place. Every time I look at my head I remember when they yanked my hair out. But now I'm gonna get the help I need from my house.
I call Judy to let her know that I'm out of the facility. *On the phone* "Hey how are you" "I'm good I just got out of the facility and it messed me up pretty bad" "That's sad to hear I hope that trauma goes away soon" "I hope so also and they ripped my hair our" "Girl that is just sad" "I know tell me about it but I got to go" "Alright bye girl love you" *The call ends*
I decided to call my daughter to let her know that we are going to get food first. *On the phone* "Hey are you out of there" "Yeah I'm out of the place we are going get food first" "Ok enjoy you deserve it" "Alright I'll talk to you when I'm done" "Alright bye" *The call ends* "So what do you want to eat?" "How about something light like a salad?" "Ok whatever you want"
1 week later
I have been getting therapy appointments all this week. I have been getting better they're trying to get me to walk. I'm slowly walking but I'll get there soon. I'm scared if I walk on my own I'll fall so I walk with my family holding me tight. "Mama are you ok?" "Yeah I'm fine I was just finna take a nap." "Ok well go on and take your nap I'll check on you later." "See you when I wake up." I decided to take a nap for a lil while.
Later that night
I woke up and my head was pounding. "Margaret!" "Yes mama?" "Come here for a second." "Yes?" "Can you get me some medicine for my head?" "Yes I can." "Thank you so much." My daughter is a sweet person. She always helps me. I sometimes wanna do it on my own but I know she haves to help me out. I sometimes feel like I can do it without her.
