Mystery Girl

I have only been here for a few hours and I already feel like I have made a friend. Kayla is nice, or at least she appears to be. I am having a hard time getting out of the mindset that people are inherently bad. We have been talking nonstop since I arrived this afternoon. There’s no way this place can be bad, I got here and immediately found someone nice and welcoming. We have discussed everything under the sun, well, except for personal things. Then, she drops the question “Why are you here?” I have always feared judgement and for whatever reason I can’t shake that even in a setting where we are all going through something. “Depression” I say, knowing that doesn’t even scratch the surface of why I am actually sitting here in treatment. “Why are you here?” I ask expecting the same vague response. Instead, I got a long story of negative actions that spiraled into an unmanageable life. “Mental instability.” “Alcohol.” “Drugs.” All continuously floating through my mind as she’s talking realizing I’m not alone in here. Realizing that I have found someone that I can be open and honest with. Here I am, sitting in the presence of this 19 year old girl that has been through more than most people I know and she’s still standing, she’s still strong, and she’s still fighting to get her life back. She may be my living, breathing idea of hope. She may be the perfect girl for me.

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