Nine days until I am admitted. Eight until I leave.

I have to admit, I'm... anxious. Nervous. Etc. I guess you'd expect that. I'm also feeling like a fraud and like I still don't REALLY need or deserve treatment -- but Daniella and I talked about that one, didn't we, girl *grins at daniella89*.

Oh my. It's so hard to see the honest truth about one's brain sometimes... or all the time. You know, whichever. Hah.