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Going to a ‘Mental Hospital’ Does Not Make You Weak

During the fall of 2015, I chose to admit myself to a mental health facility. It was not an easy decision, but it was one I wouldn’t trade for the world. In October, I started to have constant flashbacks from a traumatic event that occurred during my childhood. For an entire week I could not eat, sleep or function.

Thankfully, I have some amazing friends who helped me get through the worst week of my life. I thought I felt like I was going “crazy” and it would never end. My therapist gave me some great advice I still use to this day, “Take it day by day, hour by hour, minute by minute”.


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