Story of my life Chapter 1
After his attempt to drink chemicals, his girlfriend breaks up with him and dumps him at a mental hospital. God forbid should anything good ever happen to him. She was a bitch anyway, he thought as he watched her help fill out information, because they fucking weren't getting anything from him.
"You'll be in Solitary for a couple days to make sure you won't try to harm yourself again, and then we'll let you do stuff, like go to group therapy and the cafeteria." the nurse explained to him as she lead him to his room. He only nodded tightly, an annoyed sigh escaping his lips. Sighing didn't count as talking, he thought to himself and started to make a list of what did. It was long. Good.
"And John, if you talk, you'll get out of here quicker." Yeah, fucking right, he thought to himself as he sat on his bed. The nurse gave him a sad look and walked out, shutting the door behind her.John laid down onto his side, his mind swimming with one question:why couldn't she just let me fucking die?