My Teenage Years - Mental Health Hosptial

Teenage years are meant to be filled with great stories to tell, but these are the years I fell mentally unwell. My teenage years were spent in a never ending loop between hospital and home, leaving me feeling incredibly alone. Getting admitted into a psychiatric hospital, where I stayed for two years, away from home, with a dozen other teenagers, we all felt incredibly alone. Whilst you was getting ready for school : I was getting ready for morning meeting, Told to put up our hands to ask if we could go for a walk within grounds. Whilst you was getting drunk, we was getting medicated. Whilst you was out, making happy memories, we were begging for life's necessities. Wherever I went, they had to be aware, in case I was to run away from there. I see people my age and it's like we are reading the same book, yet on a completely different page. Whilst you was in your nice warm bed, I was being neglected, Unchecked, Nearly dead.