So I thought coming home would be the end of the suicidal trauma. But of course not. I didn’t want to see my old Psychiatrist and Therapist, so the hospital referred me to a partial program which means I have group therapy every day for 8 hours. An hour away from where I live. For at least a month or so. It’s so boring and I feel like I’m being punished. The good thing is the Psychiatrist they have knocked me back from 8 meds to 2, and decided that I only need to go 3 days a week. It’s still frustrating though. I just wanna be back to normal again…. but then I remembered the Serenity Prayer

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