Creepy guy got out of here before me, that’s not fair. I wonder who will go into his room next.
I’m supposed to be in group right now but I can’t be bothered. I’m not feeling well. I’ve only attended about half of the compulsory groups even though they threaten to kick out people who don’t do the proper therapy program. I’m leaving tomorrow so there’s nothing they can do. I think it’s pretty amazing that I’ve been to groups at all without some benzo assistance.
Last night I got into trouble for sneaking one of the hospital cats into my room. I think it gave some of the nurses a bit of a laugh because they were still talking about it this morning. My reasoning for taking the cat into my room was, “She wanted to come in!”
I will be leaving hospital not much better than when I came in. The big difference is that I got off the benzos. I don’t know how long that will last though. My mum tried to guilt me into handing over any benzos I have hidden in my house (how did she know?) but I haven’t agreed to anything yet.
My first few days at home will be tough so be prepared for some bizarre blogging!