Not Cured

Fountain of Truth

After my stay in the hospital, I had hoped that the medicine I was being put on would be a sort of fix. Like magic, it would take away all of the things I struggle with and somehow I would just transform into a normal person. Which, by the way, I’m not sure actually really exists and if it does, how anyone would know. The problem is that this is not the way things happened.

I went into the hospital at the beginning of April. It was the first time I’d ever been hospitalized for my mental issues and I’m the one who checked myself in. I probably need to explain that whole situation separately because it’s a different topic in and of itself. Let’s just say that I went in thinking that I was uncovering some big conspiracy and that, by checking myself in to the hospital, everyone would…

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