Right now I'm waiting for the psych to get back from vacation so I can decide between inpatient and outpatient. I barely function. Not sleeping much, can't stop thinking about the hospital. Spaced out, the ad thing won't even add my site. Keeps coming back with explanations I don't understand. I've been talking with the oncall. I feel a sense of urgency to act but I don't know what to do and I can barely think straight. The Hospital used to feel safe.
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