On Monday I had a breakdown and I was on my way to the psych ward at Porter Hospital and then my mom told me that maybe we should just wait it out a couple days and then I have to go to the hospital for treatment any way, so that is what I did. For extra support and an extra pair of eyes my dad drove 4 hours to come stay with me and support me. So now almost my entire support system is here in my home. Tomorrow I go to the Porter Hospital to interview for the Intensive Out-patient  Program, which should put me in a better place than I am right now. I can't say that I am thrilled but I am intrigued by what they have to offer me. I am tired and I have to go to bed.  Unfortunately with these last events I pretty much going into this program with a negative outlook. We'll see what happens.