When I woke up this morning I thought, "damn, it wasn't a dream..."

*Yesterday*

So in short, I was home alone and I tried to O.D., then the police came, called my parents, and took me to the hospital. Later, my parents told me they wanted me to get better so they sent me to a mental hospital. YUP! THEY THREW ME IN THE LOONY BIN! Put in a mental hospital on Friday the 13th, *sighs*

*Today*

When I woke up they gave me Prozac and sweats. The only clothes I currently have include snowflake pj pants, my race tee, fuzzy socks, and my sister's Dan and Phil sweatshirt.
So many impulsive children around me , they're driving me nuts.
They said I'd be here for around 5 to 7 days, but my roommate told me one girl had been here for 2 months! I hope my roomie can go home today, she's been here 4 days. Can't wait to escape this hell. I don't even know why I'm here, I'm not crazy. "Meh," I thought, "it's  better than Briarcliff. On a scale of Briarcliff to Home this place is like a 5." They're making us play a group game! I had to be social! They are treating me like I'm at daycare. I can't wait to see Jill and Steven and my parents later. I hate this.
They told us to free write so I wrote all the words to Car Radio by TØP. Tonight girls have visitation and I get to see my family, I haven't seen Steven in 3 days.
We made lyric/quote things I made 2, one said, "You are what you love, not who loves you" and one said, "I may be tough, but I'm no cookie".
Some kids got in a fight while me and my new friend, Landon, were playing poker. Then a therapist asked me questions, mostly like 'what are your goals?' and that shit.
Some little girl flipped out and swore, so they carried her away to tranquilize her, everyone here calls it a "booty dart".
We played Wheel of Fortune for candy and I got 2 pieces. I've been good I'll probably get out soon.
I went and walked on the treadmill for a few minutes and (somehow) burned 24 calories. So bored. Visitation is at 6:30, so 47 minutes.... great.
Ok, I've been here for a day and have already been called Abby, Emily, and Kassie. How?
We talked about role models and I said mine was Lana Winters from AHS: Asylum.
When visitation came, Steven came in and I ran up and he hugged me he's only hugged me like twice, ever. MY sister brought me the first 2 Scott Pilgrim books, a TØP shirt, a flannel, a sports bra, and A Work in Progress by Connor Franta. All in all my first day wasn't great, but it wasn't awful so.....