Once I was very suicidal and I remembered the doctor telling me if this ever happened to call 911. I did so hoping they would give me some magicical drug to make me feel human again. Cops show up and I run and hide my wine bottle in nearby buhes. They say " hey you called?". "Um yeah I did, i wasn't expecting cops though". They put me in hand cuffs and throw me in the back of the car. I was just thinking " what kind of idiot calls 911 and gets himself arrested?". One of the young cops finds the wine. They laugh a bit and drive me to a mental hospital. I get there and they grill me with questions while the two fine police men listen for a funny story to tell the boys at the station. Finally they give me like six huge pills and I pass out in a cell with a shitty bed and blankets.
I was awoke the next day fairly early and am told to go see this bald fat man who's supposed to know what he's talking about. Before I leave the cell an angry fat woman tells me to make my bed. I was still fucked up from the pills but managed to do it to her liking. I finally sit down to see the fat shrink and he tells me " you need to go to rehab". " No way I will do that" I told the fat man. "Well then you must leave now". I was given a token for the train and sent on my way. I was lucky enough to find a liquor store right outside of there. I bought a bottle of peppermint schnapps and went to the train station. I had no idea where to go because I was staying at a heroin addicted friends house in San Diego. Somewhere along the way I lost my train pass and was issued a ticket which I failed to pay. It ended up being over 500 with late fees. So I finally made it back and everyone asks where I was and I just tell them I got drunk and fell asleep somewhere.
So anyway, my life was pretty shitty and that's my confession.
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