ruthi

I was in the hospital on Saturday until Sunday afternoon because of depression / suicidal thoughts. It was shit but, I'm out now and am going to group therapy sessions and I found out who my "real" friends were. Word travels fast. I told my bff that I was going to the hospital, she told my other bff, who texted me immediately and called my only actual friend around these parts and he was waiting there at the hospital for me and then waited an hour longer to be sent to my room after I had gone back and then stayed for two hours until I fell asleep and then arrived at 9am the next morning to be there with me until I was released at 12:30. We ended up cuddling, making out and falling asleep on the little hospital bed, haha. It was silly. But. I found out who my real friends are. The long distance ones found out via my other two bff's and they immediately texted me, too, and talked to me all night long. And I've received nothing but support from those who knew what had happened but were unable to talk to me or see me.
All in all, I feel a bit better. Hopefully therapy helps, too.