I avoided a transfer to the psych floor. I convinced them to remove the restraints so I could pee alone. I got discharged from the hospital. All I had to do was promise to see a counselor and never hurt myself again.
cross my heart and hope to die
that cynking feeling 
That’s all it takes, huh?
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And appearing suitably compliant and chagrined.
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Wow! This just happened in the outstanding book I am reading. All My Puny Sorrows!!!
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I hope you enjoy the book.
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Wait. That happened in the book I’m reading too. Are you reading Gillian Flynn’s Sharp Objects, Gina?
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Well, that was easy. Too easy!
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In 42 words, it does seem easy. But in actuality, it took some negotiating to get them to remove the restraints (and the horrible catheter).
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Wait – this is true? ❤ Glad you are still here!
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Yes: https://cynk.wordpress.com/2013/04/09/everyone-poops/
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Hopefully not an empty promise.
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I’m here to write this, so I guess you could say I kept my word
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Wow, that’s a dangerous promise, but I see your comment so it must be nonfiction. I’m glad that you kept that promise!
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Funny this topic was on both our minds this week. Nice job.
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Thoughtful piece.
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