As I was turning 18, I’d spent the past two years bouncing between psychiatric hospitalizations and ultimately spending six months in residential treatment, getting discharged about two months before my 18th birthday.
What I quickly discovered, though, was that the ground I had regained in residential was immediately lost when I was thrown back into the same abusive environment that led me to develop those maladaptive coping mechanisms in the first place.
About a month later, I just couldn’t take it anymore. I was trying so hard not to fall back into where I was before being in residential, but I knew I couldn’t fight it much longer.
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