Well, it's official, I've been trapped in this place for one whole week now. Today I wrote a letter to my friend Mara telling her what this place is like, me being on meds now, and some other stuff. Then I gave the letter to my dad when he came to visit me today to give to her when he gets the chance. My dad stayed for like an hour right after I got out of the shower. We played cards and told stories. I told him about stuff that's been happening around here and he told me stuff about his work and plowing snow. He also brought me a few things like some lotion, a new pillow, my blanket, and some extra clothes. I'm mostly happy about the fact that we didn't fight like we did the last time that he was here. He got to see me take my meds tho and he kinda teased me about it. Also, he mentioned that I'm more calm than I normally am and I guess that's a good thing. It means that the medicine is actually doing what its supposed to do. Another thing that happened today was that I was told I had to switch rooms. I just had to move to one a little bit further down the hall. It's no different than the last one I was in, just in a different spot. The doctors wanted me to move for whatever reason that I really don't care about. Though I do sometimes get confused when I'm going back to my room and it's on the opposite side of the hall than what I'm used to.
~AngelCutter
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