"Dear diary, I have failed to end my life. Today I am discharged from the psych ward and can return to my life, with some caution. I've been here for over a month and with other psychologists, managed to process what happened. The darkness has begun to subside and everything doesn't feel as hopeless anymore. Even though I've gone a long way, there's a long way to go. For the first time in a long time I look forward to something and am happy that I failed!”
For weeks, I've lived here in the hospital. It was weird at first and it took me a while before I could start accepting the words that were said to me. But today, today, I will be released. My bag is on the bed with my clothes neatly folded inside. Everything but my toilet bag is packed down. I'll go out into the little bathroom and loo
