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Apples dont float.

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Trying to remember the days that lead me into my seveinth pyschward.visit but all I can think is about how to escape these straps they have me strapped down with. There are three meals and lots of pills daily. After sleeping I woke out of my bed but in a room with no lights. Panicking was never the way to go better to just hold onto ones sanity.

After behaving they let ne go on a balcony and later the ward where one wears the clothes they entered with instead of the hospital gowns. Happy to lbe leaving the intensive care unit. My first day out of the unit a nurse with small frame and smile among the patients had her skull almsot flattened by the man I feared.


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