Mental health and gender in my life. Notes from the Psych Ward. My Note From March 21. When the lessons and tasks are all ended,. And the school for the day is dismissed,. And the little ones gather around me,. To bid me good-night and be kissed. This is not a note from the psych ward technically. I was discjarged yesterday and I am back home. I am happy to say that I am now able to laugh again.

So, although I logically understood what Mina was telling me, emotionally I felt rejected. Past years of feeling neglected and undesired suddenly caught up with me.

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