Everybody Bleeds The Same

Drugs or me?

I'm mad as a hatter, and thin as a dime.
I would rather be alone, with Aliens and Rainbows.

So. Where do I begin?
First off, you are amazing, I just don't know what to do about you, about this. You know I support you in everything you do. I just can't do this, I promised myself that I would always stick to my values and morals. I wish you would chose drugs over me. I hope I can help you. But I can only help you so much, I have to help myself first.

That is my next point. Yes, I relapsed. I went to emergency at 4 in the morning, I didn't get admitted into rehab until 4 in the afternoon, 12 hours waiting for the help that I needed.
Rehab is awful. A nurse is by your side all the time and you are never allowed any time alone, they check on you when you are in the bathroom, and sleeping. You aren't allowed visitors or phone calls, and you have to go to bed at 8.30. You weren't allowed to make friends, although I did, even though we got in trouble.

I love Kevin, and Harrison, and Emily, and Megan, they were all so amazing when I was there breaking down, wishing there was a razor cutting through my skin.

I'm better now though, things will be good. Im still not chatting a lot to different people, but thats just because I have to focus on my frame of mind, everything should be back to normal in a week or so though.

I hate talking about rehab, so if there's anything you want to know, just ask me.

Thank you all for being so amazing, I love you all so much.

Love always, Kelsey.