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Originally Posted by charo224488
Can't get the involuntary hospitalization out of my head, even though it was only for about 9 hours. Every time I see headlights I think it's cops coming to get me. I accidentally enabled the bluetooth on my cell, and it had this weird symbol on it all the time and I thought it looked like an ambulance symbol so I thought the cops were tracking me until I figured out what it was. My head is killing me. I texted my dr. to apologize for being such a huge ***** yesterday (although I am still so angry) and he didn't answer the text, so now I feel alone and terrified. This depression is becoming agonizing pain that I don't think I can endure.
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Charo,
Sorry to hear of your involuntary hospitalization. Even if it was 'only' 9 hours, that can be like being in jail ... not a nice experience, period. Take good care.
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I dealt all day again with medical coverage/insurance stuff, with the State.
I'm of the belief that I am at such a degraded level of my being that there is no doctor anywhere who can accurately assess and no therapist who can advise, were I ever to get the medical coverage in this State.
I just really really want to go home to the warm Gulf Coast and to my own doctors who know me ... or, the me that was before I was eclipsed.
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Traveling west back toward Eden (interestingly the wise men in the Gospel account of Jesus' birth came from the East), has been full of confrontation with
the trials and tribulations of living outside the Garden.
She is an artist without doubt disappointed that paradise was not as close in 1969 as she and so many others hoped it was. Her work is now filled with the reality of humanity's failure to achieve the prophetic dream of her song, but never without the hope that that day will yet come.