Moving on.
MS.Lee, I do not quite understand your attitude. You worked your program and graduated. I commend you on that.Many kids waitmuch longer to graduate, if they graduate at all even. What I do not udnerstand is your attitude towards the people who helped get your life on the right track. You malign those who helped you so much. You would be dead or in jail if not for those same people.And as far as me getting my GED, that is not all.I plan on getting a degree in Child Psychology. I plan on havng a more direct effect on troubled youth.
My attitude? Yes, I graduated my program. Yes, I went home. However, I was still the same old kid when I came home. Running around, angry outbursts, manipulating... same old LauraLee BEFORE I went to WT.
However, one thing that was different was my psychiatrist. This one was actually competent, and he diagnosed me correctly with Bipolar. And I was put on the right meds. And pretty soon I was myself. I was pretty happy. I was productive. I'm still the same way.
Does this have to do with the escorts that took me to Oregon? No. Does this have to do with backpacking 8+ miles a day? No. Does this have to do with two episodes of severe dehydration to the point where I couldn't hold down water and I lost conciousness... and the proper hospital treatment I DIDN'T get?
Not at all.
I was closer to dying in WT than I ever was at home.
So thanks for the bad dreams I get every week. Thanks for the panic I feel when someone shakes me awake. Thanks for the sick feeling I get when someone yanks my arm or holds my hands behind my back.
Thank you SO much.