Grace
Dr. Branson increased our number of weekly sessions after what happened in the common room with Joy. I was sent back to my room after the incident, and I’ve now lost all privileges. All for trying to help.
At the time, I was relieved to be sent to this room. I was terrified that I’d be sent to shock therapy or to hydrotherapy or to whatever fresh hell they have going on within these walls. The relief wasn’t only because I’d seemingly escaped harsher punishment. It was because I had the pills, and I needed to get them off my person and into a proper hiding spot. In the end, there was nowhere particularly inconspicuous in this room, but with some effort, I managed to create the smallest of tears in the mattress by pulling at some loose threading. It’s not perfect, but it will have to
