I am sure my family misses me. I have been doing nothing in this hole of a mental institute. I was and still am fine. I get released in 3 days, in 3 I am free. I can see my daughter and let my life start over again. O I'm so happy I must sleep now it's past bed time here well goodnight.
[3 days later
I am on the plane home we are landing in 5 minutes. How I can't wait, I have been awaiting this day for many weeks! The plane just landed. I must go I will write when I get home. When I got off the plane I saw my daughter I hollered, "Kelly, How I missed you!" I knew this daughter was Jacquie but I can't stand not having Kelly around. "KELLY?! Mother are you OK, I'm Jacquie. Your OTHER daughter." How dare she say I was wrong this is why I hate this daughter so ungrateful! "Get in the car" I said, "We have much catching up Kelly!" I made it clear that Jacquie would never have her real life back. In some ways she is happy for the change. I can tell though she is more angry than ever, and I am not sorry for her.
