The Bin

Tomorrow, I will be going inpatient at the Psychiatric Institute of Washington. My depression is more severe than it has ever been, even worse than that first episode in high school. I had been doing a trial of TMS (transcranial magnetic neurostimulation) for treatment-resistant depression at Butler Hospital in Providence, RI, but I got dismissed from the study for being too unstable and declining too rapidly. The head doctor urged me to walk into the nearest ER right then and there, but I chose to travel to Maryland so that my mother could take me to a hospital down there. I need to be parented more intensively than anyone in Boston can or should parent me. So I'm on an Amtrak train right now, on my way south.