Post by shawnturner on Jan 5, 2018 2:15:37 GMT -5
Hi,
I went to a residential one time because I was severely depressed, wasn't accepting of any help, and recently tried to end my life. It was hard but I managed. We were divided into units. 4, 5, and 6. Unit 7 was the one everyone worked for because it had the most laid back staff, most privileges, etc.
So me and my best friend I made there went up at the same time. We were so excited.
But one day my therapist gave me this book that I had to give back. I laid it down on time and one of the senior members who was twice my size took it.
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I went to a residential one time because I was severely depressed, wasn't accepting of any help, and recently tried to end my life. It was hard but I managed. We were divided into units. 4, 5, and 6. Unit 7 was the one everyone worked for because it had the most laid back staff, most privileges, etc.
So me and my best friend I made there went up at the same time. We were so excited.
But one day my therapist gave me this book that I had to give back. I laid it down on time and one of the senior members who was twice my size took it.
For more Details:
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