That's where I spent last night.
My depression has gotten drastically worse the past two weeks. My mother decided, upon the advice of my doctor, that I needed to be hospitalized. I was asked the same questions, numerous times. I was hit on by the man taking my blood. As soon as I walked back into the emergency room, I was asked to give a urine
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Just call me, babe. Any time, and I'll try my damnedest to answer.
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