White, pink, green, blue...pills.
I have to take all of them, but at least I got used to it mostly.
My name is Ella, I'm 16 years old.
I've been in this hospital for a while…I'm not sick or anything… at least not physically.
I was put in a mental hospital. I'm not crazy I'm just unstable. I don't mind it here anymore to much. I've been here for 2 years now.
I Remember the day I came here I was scared out of my mind but I was so unstable then, I mean I still am, just a little better now.
Memories, painful ones come back and it hurts so they give me these pills there white, pink, green and blue and all other colors. They have a lot of weird names like "Paroxetine, Fluoxetine, Citalopram, Sertraline."
The pills calm me down and make me more stable. It's not like I have a choice, I have to take them.
