I don't even remember my meeting with my case worker. I think I spent half our time talking about how I'm relying on God to save me which I'm ambivalent about because I'm agnostic. Like I'm relying on these life jackets to save me in the river but there's a good chance they're filled with rocks. But I do feel more powerful. Like I made it through the puking, sweating, diarrhea, etc and now I just gotta deal with what is basically a mixed episode without being bipolar related for up to a year and then we can fix me.