Hi my beauties!!! I know you're probably not liking the story right now, and probably won't like this part but I promise it gets happier and better! The last time I wrote this I skipped two years leaving all this out and I don't want that! I want to make it so that it's interesting! I know a lot of you probably don't like Chris Motionless as much as Andy Biersack but I'm sawwyyy!! I love Chris hella lot!
Anyways!! Comment telling me what you think oft his chapter and vote<333
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*5 months later*
I sign the last part of the paper telling me that I'm aloud to finally go home. After what happened with Chris I decided I needed to get help and fix myself. Stitch up wounds that kept getting larger and larger. I decided to send myself to a rehab center where I could get better without dragging the people I care about down with me. Nobody obliged to me going because they knew I needed the help and they knew that if I didn't I'd end up back in the hospital or worse.
Five months have passed where I have gotten treatment for the alcohol, I've gotten my depression and anxiety under control. At first I was nothing but quiet but then I actually opened up to the people around me. My doctor is very nice along with my case worker. The other women and men are some of the sweetest people I've met. I made a really good friend here and his name is Joel. It's funny how life can pan out because Joel has a lot of common ground with me.
"Okay Seya, that looks like the last of them, are you ready to go home?" Dr. Simmons asks.
"Yes, I'm very ready to go home. As kind as you guys are here I want to go see my friends." I smile at him.
"Very understandable! Okay, so Belinda will be in here in a few minutes. I wish you the best of luck and will be sending your information to the doctor," He looks down at his papers, "Weise?" He looks back at me.
"That's his name I think." I laugh a bit and he chuckles back.
"Good luck kiddo, stay strong." He smiles and grabs his papers, exciting the room. If you're wondering who Belinda is she's my case worker. She's really silly, I love her personality. We've become good friends even though she's my case worker.
"Hello, darling." I hear Belinda's cheery voice enter the room.
"Hello," I smile at her as she sits down in front of me.
"So, I'm sorry to be the party pooper here but, we need to go over your saftey plan for if you're having negative thoughts and want to drink or anything else." She says looking at my folder, flipping through the papers. I sigh a bit and nod.
"Okay, so my saftey plan for when I want to drink or am feeling way to upset to eat or anything is to either write down how I feel and make it into lyrics, play piano, or talk to Chris."I say using my fingers to count the three.
"Okay, but what if those don't work." She rests her chin on her balled up fist.
"If those don't work I'm going to sit outside and lay in the grass. Mary had me lay outside one day in the grass when I was at a really bad time one day and it calmed me down really well." Belinda smiles at that and leans back in her chair.
"Good, good! So one last thing is, if you really do need anything and nothing else is working, have someone take you to the front office in the main building and they'll have Dr. Simmons come talk to you. You probably won't be put back in here but you'll be able to talk to him." She nods a bit.
"Okay, that sounds good." I smile.
"Have you said goodbye to everyone?" Belinda asks.
"I have not, I was going to ask you if I could do that before my ride gets here." I say.
