2018

I had a dream last night that it was New Years Eve, and I woke up in McLean. I realized in terror that I had spent the entire year in that psych hospital. I sat up with my eyes peeled back, wide open, laying down and paralyzed. Unable to scream. I woke up and took Ativan for the first time in months. I don’t fuck with McLean. Or the thoughts that landed me there.