To cut a long story short, things got so bad at home that it was no longer safe for me to stay there. I had a bit of an "episode" prior to my admission and "they" don't want me to go back home as it has been judged as an unsafe environment; for me and my family (while I am there, anyhow...)

So, ultimately, the decision has been made for me: I'm getting my own place to live. My own flat, away from home.

I'm leaving home.

Unfortunately, these things take time and I'm probably going to be in the crazy house for a few months before they can find accommodation for me. Woo.

In addition to that, as I have never lived alone and am a bit fucked in the head "they" want me to go into supported accommodation first, before I get my independence and my own privately rented flat. Which means it will be a few more months (up to 18 months) before I'm a free man again. Before I'm completely independent.

But still, i think this is a positive step. I hated living at home and despite the momentary annoyance of being locked up with 22 crazy women, I think the ends will justify this.

Seriously, there is this old psychic woman in here who calls me "little boy" and says things like "POTATOES ARE IN PAIN TOO. THEY ARE MASHED." and "My mouth is a cunt."

It's actually quite an interesting place to be, in many ways.

And I've come up with a list of ambitions:

I'm going to get a degree in Herpetology.

I'm going to visit Australia, South America and Yellowstone Park. (Three continents! Woo!)

And I'm going to keep a pet sun conure. Why? THIS is why:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TwzmAW19cxQ

What further justification could one possibly need?