Waiting in the emergency room for help that never came, 17-year-old Grace started writing.
"I'm going to have a brave moment with you guys today, not necessarily because I want to, but I feel like what I'm about to say could save a life," Grace began her Facebook post in the middle of the night, in the middle of her first hospital stay of the month.
"Many of you don't know I struggle with mental health issues," said Grace, an honor student with a loving family, a bright future, and a history of anxiety, depression and intrusive thoughts that began when she was in first grade. "Maybe that is a blessing because I can see how broken the mental health system is."
Grace arrived at the hospital by ambulance, suffering a panic attack that led to, in her words, pretty significant self-harm. Her hospital searched the entire state for an inpatient facility that could treat her — Duluth, Thief River Falls, Twin Cities, Rochester — all hours away from their central Minnesota home.
"All of the beds in the state were full," Grace explained. When beds did open, "the people on the other ends of the phone decided I was 'too acute' or 'not acute enough' to take up a bed in their facility."
After four days, Grace went home without treatment.
A few weeks later, she was back in the hospital, waiting for help again.
Remember, early in the pandemic, when everyone was worried that we'd run out of beds, run out of ventilators, for all the gravely ill people coming in to the emergency room?