Group 5 of the day.

Once again written in Sierra Vista, on my 3rd day 4th stay.

Empty paper cups are our canvas'.

We fill them with unmentionables like "I am ugly", "I want to die". These cups do runeth over.

We cover the outside with sunshines like "I'm creative" "I'm a great friend".

We began in displeasurable glares & anger---we end in rivers of tears and mountains of hugs.

This is part of your treatment.