for the first time in awhile,

i looked in the mirror.

i instantly sighed.

my under eyes were dark,

my skin pale,

my face and body were looking skinner than ever,

and my orange hair had faded a bit to let my roots show.

i looked like a mess.

as i left the bathroom,

i looked at the nurse that was making my bed.

"when can i leave?"

"after the doctor and your parents decide it's okay for you to."

"that's not what i asked."

"you have to speak to a professional about your mental state before-"

"shit."