Today, a girl ran away. She had only been here for a week and a half and she ran away. They called the police and everything. The only thing we heard was that she somehow made it back home with no phone and no money. This event rocked the house this morning and we are all still reeling from it, myself included. We are not allowed to ask questions and we just get told to mind our own business.

I am sick and tired of the staff here trying to force me to walk. If I don't walk when I'm told to walk, I'm not allowed in group. This is ridiculous. They push me way too hard and I can't take it anymore. I'm so frustrated. I don't want to be here anymore. I'm ready to give up.

The only positive thing about today was that I had the first conversation with my mother in weeks without bursting into tears.

At this point, I am unable to see that the light at the end of the tunnel exists.