I walked into the mental hospital scared and hopeful that nobody would talk to me. I had attempted to commit suicide, which was the best idea i have ever had...you will see why. I go and sit down in the big ass purple plastic chair, they check my vitals and my temp. I thought they would let me rest but no, they sent me straight to group. I was so scared to go because when i first walked in my eyes and my heart met with this amazing girl, but at this time i wasnt gay. all i could do was smile as she smiled back. i was looking a mess in some leggings and a big sweat shirt. She came up to me and the first question she asked was if i was bi and i