Nov 08, 2004 17:45
I am apparently a guest in a mental facility, a guest that cannot leave. They tell me I tried to kill myself, I tried to tell them I didn't, I just wanted to make the pain go away.. the doctor says I'll be on a pill called Zoloft for a little while. ::blink::
We talked about everything, well almost everything.. it's not like I can tell him I'm an alien from another planet and this world is confusing for me. I did tell him about Courtknee, and how I sometimes feel like I'm just a substitute lover, and if Rodney asked her back, she'd drop me like a heavy stone.. I don't like that feeling.. I'm not used to it.
I don't remember how I got here, all I remember was her saying his name in her sleep, and drinking some Vodka.. and feeling that horrible pain in my side.. I took some pills to make the pain go away.. and it did.
I woke up restrained to a bed, with strangers standing over me.. most distressing.. I'm not comfortable here at all.
I miss Courtknee, I want to see her.. and Jonas and Summer too.. why won't they let me see anybody?
I'm glad Summer set up this journal for me, I'm glad the doctor let me have internet access... I'll be glad when they let me out of here... I'm lonely. ::frown::