This personal blog entry will go over one of my suicide attempts in detail. This attempt, I’d say more than the others, was the closest I’ve come to death. I’ve left a note with every attempt, except the one described below. I’ll also be sharing a peek at my newest tattoo, its meaning, and why … Continue reading sem;colon
An abused foster child is admitted to a behavioral health center…again. Stonewalled by the boy’s silence after a hellish admittance night, the psychologist assigned to his case places him on a strict watch. Unwilling to vocalize his pain, the boy begins to lash out with fits of violence and self-harm. Instead of being placed in another abusive home, he’d rather extend his stay on the children’s psych unit. Follow a morning in his piss stained hospital gown. The forgotten youth are just as broken as the system itself.