D-Day

Hey everyone and welcome to my last day on the ward. It's a very short entry but I promise I have more written. I can't wait to share it all with you in the upcoming days. So sit back and enjoy this very short blog about my last day in hospital.

Day Nine:

Today might be D-day. What a strange feeling. I don't have much to say today, I feel like everything the last nine days has been leading up to this moment. I've had my beginning here, my middle with the exciting indecent, as well as the catalytic event where everything felt like it would all never get better. It's all lead to this, the ending. I'm still trying to figure out if this is a happy ending, or a cliff hanger with a second arc to come. For now I wait until 1pm to find out my fate.

Thank you all for joining me as I relived these nine days in the ward. It truly means so much to me that so many of you read what I had to say. Who messaged me saying these words helped you in some way or another. I am so proud of this blog. Thank you all for giving me a space I can be open, real and honest. Remember you are more than your mental health, and you deserve to be here.

*If you or someone you know is struggling please reach out to your local crisis lines, or your local ER department