group therapy today. i can't believe the losers i've been lumped with.

there's a woman who tried to kill herself because her boyfriend left her for another man.

there's a guy who tried to kill himself because his wife gave him HIV after she got it from the gardener.

when it was turn to tell the room why i had tried to end it all i could say is "i wanted to."

the counselor, a self-righteous little twat with a shiny new degree in psychology, wouldn't let me go with just that. she kept pressing me for my feelings and my thoughts leading up to taking the pills. i eventually couldn't take it anymore and ending up screaming at her to shut the fuck up or something and she had me removed.

easier than sharing, i suppose.

the head nurse scolded me and told me that "like it or not" I was stuck here until the end of the month. whoo-hoo.