2:11pm - 2:24pm 12/18/06
Self-strangulation is the only relief that I've found here at Snowden. Earlier, we had a group meeting where we made a big wreath. Woo hoo! Everyone is gone now... It's only me and Karin in this Transitions unit. There's also that girl Sophie. She's a short black girl, who looks really young, and is actually 18. But since she's still in high school, she goes over with the adolescent unit. Oh no. I think that this pen is almost out of ink. I hope that my dad visits me with a red pen before this runs out. I want all of these posts in red; at least for me. I know that you, the errant reader, will only read black and white, but for me, the redness kind of reflects my thoughts while here.
But back to what I was saying earlier - Karin and I are the only ones left. Everyone else got discharged. Karin is probably going to leave tomorrow for some place called "Willow Oaks" in Cartersville. It has intense one on one therapy, so I'm going to ask my dad about it.
Gah... now we have this other group on chemical dependency. I'll write later, I promise.
But back to what I was saying earlier - Karin and I are the only ones left. Everyone else got discharged. Karin is probably going to leave tomorrow for some place called "Willow Oaks" in Cartersville. It has intense one on one therapy, so I'm going to ask my dad about it.
Gah... now we have this other group on chemical dependency. I'll write later, I promise.