So, I end up in the Er with a concussion. My head is a mess. They treated me and off to psych I went.
I spent two days coloring, sleeping and watching TV. There was no treatment of any kind. I was given my usual meds. They discharged me today and told me to see my doctor.
Husband picks me up and unleashes holy hell. I am a horrible worthless piece of garbage. I should have just done it. I need to get out. I am nothing more than a third child and messy roommate
Worse, hotel billed my debit card a grand for the toilet which over drafted me and now I couldn't leave if I wanted.