The Silent One(my battle through depression,suicide,and self-harm)

Chapter 3: The Mental Hospital

After 20 minutes of driving we approached the mental hospital and we talked to the lady behind the desk she looked at me sympathetically I remember hating that look of sympathy we went and then told me to empty my pockets which I remember having 2 dollars and a note I was told to remove all makeup so they showed me to the restroom and I removed my makeup exposing my scars,bruises,fresh cuts,and my black eye and when I returned they looked at me in shock and I heard the lady behind the desk mutter hunder her breath "little girl grew up to fast" and I looked down in embarrassment and shame and when I got into my room or I called it a cell the room was white with no windows and nothing besides a bed he gave me a bag of clothes to change into I went from my tank top and shorts and foot flops to white thin pants and white straight jacket and I didn't like anything I hated the jacket I was sweating. After about a mouth in the mental hospital they released and my dad came and gave me new clothes and I looked at myself and I looked what I never would've called myself earlier. Healthy. My legs where smooth with only scars and my arms looked normal