lives of the scarred

Three: Justin

Um...hey whoever I guess. Okay I'll just tell you right out, I'm a schizophrenic other known as, a schizo (shit-so) I'm not exactly sure why they give me pills to help with it cuz it doesn't really help, um my name is Justin and the people who take care of me sent me to a building in the arctic mountains but the name says it's a lake...or camp or whatever...

They call me worthless? and crazy, you would think it would make someone like me pissed and paranoid but honestly I don't feel anything anymore I'm just numb...

They said I got the "illness" from my biological mom, apparently she's in a mental hospital and so they want to "fix" me before i end up like her. 

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Day Two:

So there's two other people here, Fiona, she's beautiful like the sun, you may think that means i like her but I don't, I just see she's pretty. There's also Matt, he's pretty thin, tall, not too tall but taller than me. Matt says he likes guys, it was the first thing he said in group when I arrived and Dr. Herrera asked everyone to talk about themselves. Fiona said she doesn't belong here with us crazy people...I guess I don't really blame her. Though I do know she's an uncontrolled addict so they won't give her anything like Advil, she says it's stupid cuz i get stuff for schizo and Matt gets stuff for his depression. I see every side of everything and to be honest I would rather be like this than these people who only have one way of seeing things, which is usually the negative way.

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I cant stand it. being here. pretending to be fine everyday I cant I just can't it's exhausting.....