I don’t know. I went to emergency. A lot of waiting, as usual. I talked to people. I was told to stay overnight. I did. Then I was woken up to talk to more people. I felt fine this morning, as I felt safe there. Said they’d talk to me in a few hours. Given meds, though I take them at night and I have no idea what they gave me, so I don’t know what I need to take. Then told I could cope well, and that I could come back. I felt that they didn’t really want me there since the beginning. When I arrived, they told me there were no beds, but then once I was staying, there was bed that magically appeared in its own room with bathroom, private. So I guess they were lying. I just felt they really wanted me to go, as I haven’t done anything. Once I left, I felt the same as when I got there, but now empty and don’t care what happens to me anymore. Maybe doing something would make people do something more. I feel unheard... I’m not worth anything I guess.