The Hardest Choice Was Staying Alive
One year ago, I voluntarily hospitalized myself for depression.
Nov 1 · 4 min read

I peed myself.
I’d been taken from my university in an unmarked van early that morning. The windows were covered with thin metal bars and the reinforced glass was so scratched it was hard to see outside. The driver, Chris, did his best to make small talk but I wasn’t…

