Day 7 on the psych ward: The ordeal is over!

I am finally home. I cannot put into words how glad I am that it is all over. The relief of it, the huge, huge relief, keeps making me burst into tears. I will write more tomorrow, but just wanted to tell you I am safely home. I’m hoping that I will have a long…

So I am back in the loony bin

It’s not a very complicated story. I went to the pub after therapy on Wednesday afternoon. At the bottom of the second double, I decided I’d kill myself. The decision was impulsive, but the urge had been hanging around for months. I wanted to go somewhere I wouldn’t be found until it was too late….

Just quit

That’s the loudest voice in my head right now. Throw the towel in. Walk away. End this shit show once and for all. I am trying hard to repair the rupture with J. I didn’t want to do therapy today, but after a gentle nudge from a friend who suggested I was ‘throwing the baby…