A/N: I am only going to show the last week of Lucy's rehab because I confess, I couldn't think of enough stuff for four weeks. Basically throughout the week Lucy writes about her thoughts on what happened, why it did and how she feels in general.
Diary,
Boy do I have a lot to tell you. Mary brought me this today (she's home). I've been here for three weeks. One week left, yea! I can't believe I forgot to bring this. I could have really used it. It's kind of lonely here. Except for I met someone I sort of know here. Ashley, she gave me the pills in the first place. Nothing bad happened to her though her Mom
just found out. Her Mom acted like it was no big thing. She just sent her here. Personally I don't want to see her every day but at least it's
someone. On weekends everyone comes to visit. I should like it more than I do but I have a hard time dealing with it. After they leave I lie in bed
and remember every minute of it. They try to act happy but I can tell that they aren't. They wear smiles but their eyes betray them with looks of
sadness and dissapointment. That's when the tears start, when I remember it. I'm fine when they're there talking and laughing with me but as soon as
I'm alone I can't stand it. This is depressing but it's how I feel. Ruthie still won't talk to me. She just sits there and watchs. Her face is as blank as the white walls here. They have plain white paint. The whole place is pretty much white and grey. It creeped me out at first because it made everything seem the same. I know that sounds weird but it's true. I got lost about fifteen times when I tried to find the bathroom. I'm tired so I'm going to bed.
~Lucy
Diary,
Another day of therapy, counsleing and positive thinking. We're suposed to write down at least positive things about ourselves each day. These were
mine for today.
1. I'm smart
2. I have a good life
3. I'm loved
4. I'm going to collegue
5. I didn't die
There just little things like that. It's supposed to help you realize that you don't need what you were addicted to. That you're just fine without it.
I think I've always known that but I didn't believe it. It's weird it took three weeks of people drilling it into my head for me to get it. There's one of the good things I got out of this.
~Lucy
TBC
What do you think? I had a hard time getting into this but I do want to write it and I want to get on with the series. I had trouble because I want to write the next two chapters of The Only One, but I have to do this first because I owe it to ya.
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Diary,
Boy do I have a lot to tell you. Mary brought me this today (she's home). I've been here for three weeks. One week left, yea! I can't believe I forgot to bring this. I could have really used it. It's kind of lonely here. Except for I met someone I sort of know here. Ashley, she gave me the pills in the first place. Nothing bad happened to her though her Mom
just found out. Her Mom acted like it was no big thing. She just sent her here. Personally I don't want to see her every day but at least it's
someone. On weekends everyone comes to visit. I should like it more than I do but I have a hard time dealing with it. After they leave I lie in bed
and remember every minute of it. They try to act happy but I can tell that they aren't. They wear smiles but their eyes betray them with looks of
sadness and dissapointment. That's when the tears start, when I remember it. I'm fine when they're there talking and laughing with me but as soon as
I'm alone I can't stand it. This is depressing but it's how I feel. Ruthie still won't talk to me. She just sits there and watchs. Her face is as blank as the white walls here. They have plain white paint. The whole place is pretty much white and grey. It creeped me out at first because it made everything seem the same. I know that sounds weird but it's true. I got lost about fifteen times when I tried to find the bathroom. I'm tired so I'm going to bed.
~Lucy
Diary,
Another day of therapy, counsleing and positive thinking. We're suposed to write down at least positive things about ourselves each day. These were
mine for today.
1. I'm smart
2. I have a good life
3. I'm loved
4. I'm going to collegue
5. I didn't die
There just little things like that. It's supposed to help you realize that you don't need what you were addicted to. That you're just fine without it.
I think I've always known that but I didn't believe it. It's weird it took three weeks of people drilling it into my head for me to get it. There's one of the good things I got out of this.
~Lucy
TBC
What do you think? I had a hard time getting into this but I do want to write it and I want to get on with the series. I had trouble because I want to write the next two chapters of The Only One, but I have to do this first because I owe it to ya.
More Soon-A*manda
