When I was at the psych ward I met many new people whom I did not know earlier. Just today I saw one younger man in his 20s, I know in the larger cities this might not be possible ???
No, I haven’t seen anyone from the psych ward. I saw a girl on the freeway on another car but she didn’t see me.
I met once a younger woman who was interested in me, but at the time I was not in any position to start a new relationship.
Not really. There were times I could have, but I thought the person might get out of control and be hard to live with. I’m ready to be genial with just about anyone, but spending a lot of time with a person and doing things together, I’m careful how I approach that. I don’t need any more drinking buddies. I have enough people who expect me to get drunk with them already.
Ive been hospitalised about 20 times but I believe I only made a friend once.
I made friends while in there but not outside. There was this one puerto rican kid with long hair who was an IV heroin user and lived his life train hopping. I was very very psychotic but we became cool. He messed with my mind when he put the Matrix on while I was in the midst of having a chosen one delusion. I started to believe Clozaril was like taking the blue pill and it gave me insight into me being the Chosen one which I needed to know. Then the clozaril kicked in… I’ll repeat again…then the 250 mg’s of clozaril kicked in…I no longer believed I was the chosen one at that point.
Not when I slept 20 hours and ate the other 4 hours.
There was one kid around my age…I was already in there for a week…on my way out. And I met this kid and I feel bad I go up to him and in a condescending manner say “Why are you here?” Damn I ■■■■■■with that kids mind…It’s cuz a lot of the older people would ■■■■with my mind when I was younger and I thought it was time I could reverse the tables a little bit. But now I feel bad because I’m thinking much clearer. The intrusive thoughts made me do it I think tbh.
I met this one chick. She had short hair and her arms were all tatted up. She was thin as a rail too. I went up and talked to her, she thought I was in high school still but I kept talking to her she was like 32. She asked me why i was there and I said “Because I’m crazy”…and she fakes a yawn because she doesn’t believe I’m crazy. She was there for suicidal ideation. But then by the time I leave she was convinced I WAS crazy. And she was scared of me.
I had more enemies than friends.
My friends were my therapy in the hospital I stayed in for 1 1/2 years. The only friends I’ve ever had.
I got to be fairly friendly with several people in hospital but they all turned their backs on me when I met the person who became my wife.
I got on with people. I can’t say I stayed in touch with them though,
This 21 year old girl had a puppy dog crush on me. We’d play duets together on the piano in the common room. She was a sweetheart. I hope she turned her life around. I wrote her a song and gave it to her before I was released from the Ward.
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