All of the hassles with Sean finally got to me, and my meds needed adjusting anyways, so it was time to check in for a short stay and ensure my stability. I have a feeling this will happen off and on over the rest of my life.
Apparently they determined during my stay that I am NOT bipolar. I have Major Depressive Disorder, just like Sam does, and, of course, I'm still Borderline. Just like Sam. His and Hers Mental Illnesses! Yeehaw! ;)
Seriously, though, I feel a lot better. I see bright things on the horizon again instead of doom and gloom, woe and death. This is a Good Thing
Sorry to anybody who was worried, this is kind of the way it is with a mentally ill friend. :)