Nov 02, 2007 10:52
I am back from school. Sent back, actually. That is a bit of a story.
My counselor (who is quite annoying and with whom I am singularly unimpressed at the present time, let me assure you) calls the director of the counseling staff on me, who calls the dean of students, and amongst themselves they decide that I am an imminent danger to myself. So, what do they do? They call my parents on me, who have just gotten off a plane to Las Vegas, who then have to fly back, and what the fuck because my parents have nothing to do with anything. I'm eighteen, meaning I am my own person now. They wouldn't let me be by myself at all, and that was just a really annoying story so the summary.
I have to get a psychiatric evaluation before I can return to school. I'm not kicked out or anything; as the dean said many times, "This is not mean to be in any way punitive." The reasons are as follows, quoted from the paper I need to get the psychiatrist to fill out. "Severe depression; suicidal thoughts; delusions - concern for student's well being." There are four questions the psychiatrist has to answer about me. Am I a danger to myself, am I a danger to others, can I deal with the inherent stresses of college life, does he or she give me medical permission to return to school.
Some other annoying stuff happened but I am not going to talk about it right now. Maybe never. If you're lucky that will be the case.
I am very finished with everything right now.
adventures in psychosis,
my slow descent into madness