Shit living here

My sister called the library in my name to get my borrowed book longer when she was in introvert mood bc i was in more introvert mood.

Once, a few years ago, I was in a hospital for I had depressions and anxiety attacks. I don't remember a lot from that time but I don't want to forget this.

I've been in the room for two days all alone, doctor visiting from time to time. Everything was dull and monochrome. I answered the question and forgot what they asked right away. I doubted I was even alive.

Then a new girl was moved to my room. She was a little plus-sized but not really fat. Had short black hair, as if she cut it herself, dark make-up, but not really emo and simple outfit of black pants, dark tank top, white belt and decorative chains. She seemed angry and yet somehow sad. Well, everyone did here. After a few silent minutes we started talking. She said she was there for depressions too. We ironically high-fived.

A doctor came in and said he needed to talk with her. I thought, they will go some separate room since I was in here but no. He started talking to her, about her mental problems, family life and school bullying in front of me! I ofc had no problem with ut and would jeep everything they don't want to share a secret, but talking about such a personal matter in front of an absolute stranger was insanely disrespectful toward her!

Well that way I found out I shared a room with a guy.

After the doctor left it was awkward asf so I just went: "Uhh, don't worry, I won't tell anyone."(he nodded) I've never met anyone like that before and noone ever talked to me about such people before so I jad no idea how to behave. No idea what was right and what was wrong way to address them."Ehh, so you're *name*, right? I would address you as a guy if you want..." He smiled so brightly! He nodded happily, saying he would appreciate that.