Honestly. I feel like the moral of yesterdays story is: people are going to talk about you. No matter who you are. You can be the most smartest, loving, most caring, hardworking person, and people are still gonna talk about you. Wherever you go.

Yesterday reminded me so much of high school. I just was blindsided so much, not because it happened, so much as, it was an employee talking about me. I expect another patient to talk about me. But if you really think about, shes just as much a patient as i am. Shes a peer support worker and they all have mental illness themselves and are under some kind of psychiatric care themselves. She USED me by talking about me, to get into good grace's with another employee.

Now that the truth has come out, it has made her look like a complete nutjob. Not me. Thank god.