I put myself into a partial (psychiatric) hospitalization a few days ago. I don't know if I had hope. I guess I just knew I didn't have anything else to get me through how badly I am doing. After three days going there, I am more hopeless and demoralized than ever. I leave the building wanting the pain to stop now. I hurt. I come home and drug myself I hurt so much.
I haven't come here for a bit. Nothing good to contribute. I have been too hurt by my life to get through this. I was supposed to try to express gratitude: one of the exercises at the hospital today. Thank you to the friends who have reached out to me here.