My therapist is being useless. Saying things to my desperation like, ” It isn’t a pleasant place. There isn’t a lot of help to be had there. It is however where you are.” Ughh. I know this is where I am, that’s why I need to leave.
Vincent van Gogh’s room in the psychiatric hospital in Saint-Paul-de Mausole in Saint-Remy
This is super upsetting