About what happened on Saturday, I talked to my T. Yesterday she had to send me home because I was aboslutely distraught. (Seperate issues) I'm better today but it seems she said I was 'testing boundaries' but I'm competent enough to know I don't need to fake commiting suicide to get anyone to prove that I'm loved or I'm important or that they care about me because I already know that.

We decided I'd get together with her and my dad to talk about this. In the mean time, I'm feeling neutral and I'm not worried about harming myself and neither is she.