Saw Harry Potter today. How about Harry and Hermione's weird naked horcrux make out? Gross! Anyways, it was good, but doing things that I enjoy seems so meaningless without people I care about to share with.
My new strategy is to pretend like I am a staff member instead of a patient. Honestly, I feel more like those healthy grownups than the crazies, even if I am part of the crazy ones. I feel like I'm a lot closer to health than I am to true illness. So, I imagine that I am staff and talk to people about their problems and stuff and try to just nod and smile. Everyone is eager to give out their diagnosis and ask for yours in return. Then they look disappointed when they don't match up. Sorry, guys!
We also went to the YMCA, which I guess is only named that out of tradition? There were less young men there than women, and no one was explicitly Christian. Ok, whatever. I worked out for a big seventeen minutes! Shut up, I'm a beginner.
Then I wrote a couple of letters and that is pretty much it. There is a lot of sitting around and waiting here. Waiting for meals, waiting for activities. waiting for groups, waiting for meds, waiting to GET THE HELL ON WITH MY LIFE! They seem disorganized. It might just be because they are having to handle a group of extremely demanding and dependent individuals. Probably. I hope it's not just incompetence?
I love you friends, I love you family, I love you cat, I love you sweet sweet City of Trees.