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I don't know what to do. It's like all my normal methods of calming down, arn't working anymore.
What do you do when you don't know what to do anymore?
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You know what it fucking figures I finally find a blog site that I like to update on a regular and they fucking decide to shut down. Like what the fuck. I have so much history here, God I hate when sites do this, it's like WHY DO YOU BOTHER TO MAKE A SITE just if your gonna SHUT the shit down.
It figures it would be too good to be true the photo,audio and video uploads it was too easy. Damn it.
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I need to stop drinking this shit. Water is always the best way to go. I don't know why but I've been getting tired easily lately. I have insomnia and I usually need to take 200 of Trazedone to get to sleep but recently..its like I feel like I might not need it.. which is a good thing, but bad because I don't want to be tired right now?
My last post was rather depressing, but it's been awhile since I had a rant on anything in the news lately.
Just felt like writing about my lame personal life and everyday occurances.
I was trying to make my songs louder because I have a phone that doesn't play them very loud and somehow along the line I deleted something I wasnt suppose to and now I have no sound.
It's like a dead computer to me now, I mean I can write and use the internet but I can't watch anything or listen to music.. it's like a hallow shell. All I can hear is the clicking of me typing. My dad won't fix it because he's too busy on his computer which if he could he would use from 7am - 12am. He's like obsessed with this one site, that looks a lot like facebook. I never see him get up to watch the tv, or take a nap like he usually did.
I hope I never become like that, I actually have a life. It may not be the most exciting life, but a life none the less.
My boyfriend is in the hospital..I'm concerned. He's not hurt or anything, he's fine, but he's going through a lot right now. He calls me up at 11:30 and tells me hes in the hospital, I ask him why and he said hes trying to get help.
He has some issues with drinking and his past and he decided to get help and trust me I completely understand that.
So I decided that I would go see him, I go to RI Hospital emergency room and I asked them if he was there, so they are looking it up in their computer and they say "Nope no one under that name but you can dial this .."
yeah yeah yeah, so I dial the number and they tell me too that he isn't there,
Now I knew he was there, I don't know if they spelt his name wrong, or their computers are fucked up, but I knew he was there. So I kind of snuck in to every pod to try to find him.
I finally made it to D-Pod, where I was when I was admitted in January it's a locked down unit, for people who are not safe from themself or others.. suicidal, homicidal, drunk, high etc. I know hes in there.
So I ask them is he there, "Oh can you wait 30 minutes we're switching shifts" so I was like ok... I wait.. and 30 minutes comes by I ring the bell this security guard comes out, "Who are you looking for etc"
All I wanted to know is IF he was there, because the people upstairs told me no. So the guard did tell me he was there.. and that I still had to wait because he was being seen by a doctor. So I wait and the wait becomes an hour.
Finally this girl comes out and shes like "can we talk in private" I'm thinking oh shit what is this about.
She starts asking me all these questions, would he ever hurt himself, would he ever commit suicide, Why is he living in a shelter, does he do drugs and alcohol, Do you know why he's here, is he depressed, they asked me for my name and number.. for what exactly?
So after the interrogation process, she goes inside and tells me I'm going to see if I can get you in there.. I wait 10 minutes and she comes out, the doctor and the nurses are saying you can't see him because it might rile him up and hes calm right now..
I'm like ..what? what do you mean? Shes like oh hes been biligerent to staff and security has been called a few times.. he is not safe to leave tonight..
So I waited an hour, just for you to come tell me this NOW. D-Pod is always busy but what the fuck.
You have me out here worried as hell and then you tell me I can't see him an hour later?
Why didn't you tell me that from the beginning? Now im even more worried because they won't let me see him.
Meaning he must reallly be messed up.
Rhode Island Hospital gives good treatment I have to say that but their people skills suck.
They don't give two shits if your outside waiting and worrying about somebody. It's on THEIR time.
Im glad hes getting help, detoxing he really needs it. I've been wanting him to do that for a long time.
I'm trying to be as supportive as I can.. I really do love him with all my heart..
He called me at 7:30ish, told me he was alright and I told him everything about how I came to see him the interrogation process, they didn't even tell him I came and I told her to tell him.
So he was kind of pissed that they wouldn't let me in. He told me what happened why security was there, and I get it, I had security watching me too, you have to ask to actually take a shit. Take a piss, do ANYTHING. Someone staring at you all the time. He tell me he was thinking about going through detox, which again im happy, hes doing that, I just hope it changes and sticks..
I hope tomorrow they let me in, fingers crossed.
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