Day 8
I'm still in the hospital but my doctor says I will go home soon. I got a roommate last night his name is Andy. He is homicidal and he seems like the only sane person here. Him and I had a very intense conversation about the hospitals way of not treating us as mentally ill people but as animals who can't function correctly. Also I will see Jagger soon in about two days if I am good. I'm very excited to see her I hope nothing to intense happened while I was in this hell hole. Well free time has once again ended. Will write when I get the chance.
Day 9
I get out tomorrow if I behave well. I will be out of here. I will be on new meds. I will be happy but sad. I will see her but my dream. What if I am worthless? What if she will never love me? Things were going so well. What if they went to fast for her? I really hope we are ok. I hope I am ok.
Day 10
I saw Jag today. She was at the park. With a guy. She looked at him so longingly almost in a trance. She looked at him how I looked at her. I called her when I got home to see if she wanted to come over. She said sure she will be here soon maybe we are just friends. I don't want that. I want her. Jag is here will write tomorrow
