Me, the sobbing mess.
Remember that fetal position rocking and humming I mentioned in my last blog? Yeah, that almost became a reality today. It’s sounding more and more appealing too, the idea of jumping off the deep end of my sanity. I mean, it’d probably be pretty quiet in my very own padded room. Certainly, there wouldn’t be anyone throwing up on me or screaming their brains out. Sure, other patients might be doing that in their own rooms, but... Read More
