If you're wondering why I have not responded to your happy birthday wishes this is why. x___X I have not fully recovered. I'm really badly on edge right now.
This was one of the worst things I have ever experienced... There was no segregation between the men and the women... The special needs patients would wonder around even if they had violent tendencies. One of them hit another woman while I was there... Then there was the perverted old black man... He would always come and sit by me and say creepy perverted things. I was so afraid of him.. >___> Though the worst part out of everything was the dirty bathrooms... I don't want to use a bathroom with pee everywhere, but I had no real choice... FFFFF Why couldn't they have made men and women have a separate bathroom at least?
I spent so many mind numbing hours doing nothing but stare at the walls in the center area that smelled like urine... There was one man there who would talk to himself for hours and hours... I can't say that I really blame him... Another day of that place and I probably would reach that point... Though thankfully I did meet a few nice patients there. I felt like we kind of banded together. It would have been unbearable without someone to talk to.
So for now just give me a few days to reply. I don't want to complain and tell everyone about how horrible my birthday was since I am thankful for all the happy birthday wishes even if the day itself couldn't have been much worse.
Edit: Oh, here is a photo of the lucky stars that were made for me by a nice Chinese woman. She kind of gave me some hope for the future.