h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

"Hello from the Charlton Lane Centre!
Im under observation so Im not allowed to leave the ward at all, so at the moment Im generally just sitting in the tv room and crying. Marcus took my razor blades from me so I cant cut. People keep trying to talk to me, but I shy away. Meh.
I asked the big cheese and bigger cheese for a diagnosis and the closest he gave me was "psychosis". My anti-psychotic as therefore been upped *rolls eyes*. I have a really bad feeling they're not going to let me out for a while this time.
They're going to assess me again on Monday to see whether I'll be alllowed to walk beyond the 20 metre area of the ward. To be honest it seems unlikely.
At first I resented Marcus for calling my mum. Im not angry anymore but...frustrated. And according to him someone replied to my journal saying I was attention seeking, which I find really really REALLY offensive.
Marcus cried and threatened to leave me when he saw my cuts as they were "Gaping".
I've just got to the end.I wont say anymore because I know it just upsets people if I say things so I wont.
And Im waffling, so...yeah. I have a nurse stick their head round my door every 10 minutes and when Im watching television they come and say "How are you Sue? are you alright?".
And I just snapped at Marcus. And he's just walked out. *sigh* see, Im lame.
Ok, shutting up now."

Wele, you are so *not* lame

*mutters something about senile computers, as she was certain she posted yesterday*

Dunno if this would help, but I used to cut (mentioned it to you before). Eventually I managed to stop, only tempted now when its really bad etc etc.

Have you thought about a tattoo? Its like cutting, its a ritual, deeply personal, its always there. I love mine, I think it gives me a kinda strength. Thinking about another, thats the only problem, you always want another!