Psychiatric Hospital (2nd time)
I found myself back with the best psychiatrist again. The last time I visited the local behavior health hospital I was still grieving the loss of my sister. This time was due to getting a divorce. We fell out of love years ago. We are having a dissolution and are miraculously still living in the same home. Our children don’t even know the gift we are giving them. I don’t imagine they will have to visit the same kind of hospital I’ve now visited twice. There is no shame or regret for me. I stayed awhile to rest and get on the perfect medicine for me, albeit a simple antidepressant and something for my nervous system. The combination is so good for me. What else? I am convinced that I am amazing as well. My confidence is intact and I am ready for anything.
