‘All I want to do is leave.’
‘And you can, Karen, once we think you’re well enough.’
‘When will that be?’
‘When we believe that you won’t self-harm.’
‘And how’re you judging that? According to you, there’s always a risk I’ll do it again.’
‘There is, but we can minimize any attempt by ensuring that you leave in a good state of mind and with proper supports in place.’
‘And I’m not in a good state of mind now?’
‘You still have strong mood swings.’
‘You would too! Locked up in here knowing the only way out is through self-harm.’
A drabble is a story of exactly 100 words.
1 comment:
Such a great depiction of that situation, Rob! I'm sure that sort of conversation happens a lot in such places...
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