for those of you who havent read my journal, i ran away on friday to london. i so desperately needed help. they put me in a wonderful hospital, but my pdoc found out i was there and told them to "show me the door". so they did. so im back, alone again. despite overdosing again. and being so desperate. i dont know what to do anymore. running away was my last resort but i got dragged back to this sh*tty city where no one helps me. i dont know what to do...
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