my friend almost got prescription anti-depressants because he shouted, I WANNA KILL MYSELF when he got a 50% test back, his parents where not idiots though and told the school that he didn't actually mean it.
I WANNA GO THERE BC AH MY FEELINGS ARE MAKING ME CRAZY
at least you got free food....yay?
Hope you're better now.
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Omg did they let you contact anyone to say you won't be home for a few days?
This seems so weird o.o xD how was it? Did it help? :)
Yeah like my mom was with me and there was visitation 3 days a week and phone calls could be made during mornings and near lights out. I would say the first few days helped me but I really felt homesick the last two days.
Like, on day 5, after lights out, 3 people (let's call them L, C, and K) caused a HUGE ruckus.
So C with sitting with K in the day room at the same table (the place where we always go back to with four tables and chairs within view of the front desk) and one of the techs (workers) said something like, "don't sit together since you are boy and girl, you might do something inappropriate" and L, offended, threw a marker at that tech and the techs thought it it was C so they restrained her. L was trying to say "get off her!" and got restrained as well. Everyone woke up because of the yelling and the techs told us to go back to our rooms and it eventually caused another girl to have a panic attack and start beating the phone, trash can, and chair up which caused another girl to have an anxiety attack while yelling at the techs. All of them got what everyone calls "booty-juiced" or tranquilized. Then one had a seizure watching the scene and another had an anxiety attack. A lot of people punched a wall that night and even I was crying because I coudln't handle seeing my best friends being restrained. Let's just say a lot happened (づ￣ ³￣)づ
I mean, it generally helped people at first, but once they were in there more than a week, they got worse because that place has so many rules and regulations. Makes you feel trapped.
Oh wow that doesn't sound like a very soothing experience xD ^^' must've been quite unpleasant to have that much going on that night...
Yup, being free to do what you want and go where you want when you want is pretty important for one's mental well-being. Freedom~ (⌒▽⌒) xD are you planning on looking for another psychiatrist or just wait and see for now? :)
(And that expression "booty-juiced" is funny, though it makes me feel kinda bad for thinking that XD and it reminded me of a BL manhwa where the MC was put in a mental hospital cause his mom thought she could "cure" his homosexuality that way...)
Ikr XD
Well, for now I think I'm just going to be on my own. That time in the hospital really helped I think. Not really the place or the therapy or whatever, but the people I met there. All their stories. Right now, I have chicks to take care of and I know I have people that care deeply about me. The reason I did that didn't disappear, but I'm going to try to deal with it because now I actually think it's worth it. Also, I'm taking Zolof right now, so my mood swings are much more stabilized. Other than that, I think I will be doing just fine(▰˘◡˘▰)
Do you think that it helped you in anyway?
Aww that's nice :) seems like going to that psychiatrist was worth it then, even if it turned out not quite as you had planned it xD
Chicks (☆▽☆) I hope you have lots of fun with those cuties and of course the people you mentioned :D and have a nice day~ :) *gives cookie*
Let me just say that everyone is nice and open there. Everyone knows that everyone has their deep reasons for being there, so they don't judge and are sensitive and considerate.
Had to stay in there for 8 days though. Man I really hate the fact that they didn't have any internet. But we are supposed to work on "ourselves" so...
The reason I was in there (sorry if this seams like I am asking for attention) because I tried to commit suicide.
I scheduled an appointment with a psychiatrist and I didn't even know I was walking into a mental hospital!! The second she got my assessment, I couldn't leave the damn building. FUCK.