Today was my first day of school after getting home a therapeutic hospital.
Well, let's start with why I was in the hospital in the first place. On Sunday night, I had a relapse of my depression. My father triggered my relapse, which I am usually able to control myself from. This time, I wasn't as strong.
Sunday night, I reached for ibuprofen. With shaky hands I poured some pills into my hand. It started with only six, little over but not much. I gulped them down with tears stinging my eyes. About a minute later I upped it to ten pills. Not a big overdose in my opinion but to everyone else it was.
I looked up the lethal dosage of ibuprofen and wasn't shocked that I had taken 1/3 of the lethal dosage. Next, I wrote a note to my sister saying that if I start vomiting or lose consciousness to call 911, she read the letter and started crying. I called my mom to talk about moving with her.
That conversation was two hours long, but it was needed. She told me to go to the councilor at school on Monday. I listened to her instructions and went.
The cops came, an ambulance came and took me away. I went to the hospital and was sitting in the bed, refusing to see anyone, for eleven hours. I was then transferred to a therapeutic hospital where I spent the next eight days.
While I was there I was diagnosed with major depression, ADHD, mildly-severe social anxiety, and anxiety. I finally got the pills I have needed for five years which makes it hard to focus and make me high/loopy.
The first day back was interesting to say the least. A lot of people ran up to me and hugged me. I felt so loved in the moment. School started and I started running around to get my grades situated because I dropped from a 4.0 to a 2.6 GPA. I couldn't/can't stand that. The second of third part of the school day I hung out with two friends. And to finish my school day I hung out with five other friends.
So, all and all, the outside world is better than a hospital that strips you of everything you have and you are under strict watch and under stirct rules.