So it was the next morning and I was waiting to be put into the ambulance car and ride to the hospital l, they finally came in the room and brought me to this rolling bed thing where I laid down and they had to strap me in so I couldn't get off and run away.
The hospital I went to was all the way in Chicago so it was a 1 hour ride. Then we finally got there and I had to wait longer to actually get in, my mom did paper work and I just waited, it took forever I thought I was going to pass out right there on the tiny chair. Once we were done filling out paper work I had to read what's aloud and not, there was so many rules but I guess it was necessary, I was finally done reading the rules I was moved into the room which I was staying in. I looked around and obviously had a roommate. They told me what to do and how to do it and everything that I needed to know...... Little did I know staying at the hospital would be the longest 8 days of my life.......
Once I was settled in and my roommate showed me everything we had to go into a room which we would be spending most of the day in, all we did was pretty much exercises on how to control your behavior, better ways to cope with yourself, and Trigger words it was okay it wasn't awful but they did have terrible food and I don't remember any of my friends phone numbers so I had to ask my mom and she didn't give me them so I couldn't call them at all! It sucked.......
The morning routine at that place was I would wake up do my daily things brush my teeth, make my bed, get dressed,take a shower, then we would all head down to the dayroom where we spend once again most of our time and we would start the day by eating disgusting at breakfast which usually consisted of eggs that tasted like rubber and salt and toast which I didn't even bother to eat then we would learn about better ways to cope with ourselves then we would learn some other techniques on like how to not self-harm after that we would go into our room for a little break then we would come back out eat lunch have school where we would pretty much just do homework from our actual School then we would learn more about like what gets us angry and stuff like that then we would go back into a room for a little bit then we would come back into the room where we spend most of our time then we would eat dinner then we would learn more stuff I guess... I can't remember exactly what we learned because everyone was in that place for a different reason... Then we would go back up to my room for another break come back to the room then we would have a little story thing where we would sit in a circle and that we would come up with a topic like most embarrassing story or anything that we wanted to talk about and we would go around the circle and everyone would share their story or you could skip your story if you didn't want it being shared. Then we would just go to bed
I already brought this up but I was in there for 8 days it felt like a lifetime and some of the girls have been in there for 2 months now while I was in there I discovered my gender-fluid side and that's when I started going by the name of Jaeden other than my birth name..... no my parents did not take that easily they instead said that I couldn't be like that until I was 16 which I thought was crap because I know that I'm not changing......
In the next chapter I'm going to do a face reveal.... I promise

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Randomso this will pretty much be a diary for me and in no way is this suppose to be for attention its just to let everyone know whats been going on in my life and my drama this story will or might include the following self harm depression gay relationsh...