I dont understand why no one in real life will tell me anything, then on the other side of it im crushed in by th e voices psycicall y being horrible. I have been sectioned for not eating a meal every day and i want to go back home to where i was living before he re. Theyre all so hor4ible to me and my friends and the looking tough part of it makes them gather my other enemies and make bes tfriends with them. Hopefully leaving this hospital soon where theyre so strange they pin people down on the floor instead of letting them sit on the toilet.
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