#depressionisterrifying2

Last Tuesday, I had “planning thoughts” about suicide.

I immediately checked myself into Rolling Hills Hospital and spent the last six days there.

Now that I’m out, I can say that it was a mixed experience. I was being babysat because I didn’t feel safe being alone.

I’ve been living with my parents, even though I do have my own apartment, for the exact same reason.

That’s truly terrifying if you take a moment to think about it. I was so depressed I needed constant supervision to ensure I didn’t hurt myself.

Where do I go from here?