The Good Eggs

I'm trying to keep the good eggs in mind. Those people in the middle. Especially the ones that help me. The city centers and imas and mindfuls and the nurses and other middle ground types. So that my perception doesn't get warped. Because it was very warped. That's part of why I asked specific people to read. Because I need to adjust perspectives. I'm not actually one of them. The doctors. And I need to stop looking at it that way. Because I know some of these people wouldn't want that. I don't really want that either. I told the PA. I don't like conflict and playing sides. That's one thing I liked about Springbrook. The first time. The second time it went sideways. But the first time was great. I try to remember that first time. When I think about division. There was lots of good things. People of different types. Feeling together. That was nice. Clozaril really warped my mind. I wasn't very aware. before that mild autism and some trauma. But im really glad to have changed some. Mip seemed to have some more advanced stuff at times. But I feel like they missed the boat in others. But I'll never understand ccbh. The dumbest crap. I think they didn't have enough... insight and perspective. Springbrook was worlds different. But that last stay was confusing. And the rant by that lpc was ... yeah, appalling. I don't know what she was thinking. There was this one... I think a nurse. Indian. Barely said a word. But very sharp. Perceptive. One resident in particular. The dream lady. She was great. She was the one that called it madderall. Which is the same issue the pa said about ritalin. If I ever have to go back to these places I'll try to go there. Maybe wear a mask. For air quality and spread of germs. I think they run the system pretty hard, but its small spaces.