Brentwood Monologue

Today I left Brentwood, the psychiatric hospital that I was at since the 7th, and it was one of the longest weeks I've ever experienced in my life. I couldn't have my phone, which killed me because of how attached I am to it, and I didn't get to let a lot of people know that I was about to disappear for I don't know how long. But anyway while I was there one of the nurses mentioned to me that her daughter kept journals about her everyday life, what she went through and that she'd look back to see how she's progressed or maybe even be reminded of some happy memories. so I thought that would be a great thing for me considering I forget so much of my past and I'm sure that I'll need some reminders of moments that made me feel good yknow. so yay day 1 I guess
Quin, Sarah, Jaymie, Ariel, Lacee, and a bunch of other people. but they really made my stay there a whole lot easier. there was a lot of drama and bullies (I may write another post including some side stories of what happened, I'm not sure yet) but ultimately I'd say that it wasn't THAT bad of a stay. the food was GREAT oh my goodness. I gained 3 pounds... goodness this post is already pretty long and I'm nowhere near done. oh well. So I left around 10 am and I'm just jubilant, I've been so anxious to leave that place, I was so tired of looking at those blue walls and every room being extremely cold. I hadn't felt warmth on my skin in so long, I appreciated the sun sooo much. but while there, I did feel happier. but I feel like it was because it was as if my "real life" was on pause. I didn't have any responsibilities, I wasn't overwhelmed and I just chilled all day and talked about mine and others feelings. so I couldn't decide if the medicine I was taking was actually helping, or was it that I had some time to myself to just calm