did anyone actually get anything out of going to ‘group’ in the hospital? I thought for the most part it was all rather silly. but if I didn’t go sit in group, some dumb cna wanted to write me up for
’not attending’ and acted like it bought me a couple more days in the place if I didn’t go.
occupational therapists i think was their job title
i said, well, i have a master’s degree, that’s my occupation! they didn’t seem to think that was funny - lol
i think we finger painted and played a dice game, i dunno about some of you, that has nothing to do with my occupation.
I like group but I was too zonked out to get anything out of it in the hospital. Instead I just wanted to prove I was Jesus with how “wise” I was. When I wasn’t because I was lacking in insight.
I didn’t like group at all either, coloring with crayons, that was a popular activity.
then there was the goal sheet “what’s your goal for today?”. i usually just wrote down to "get out of here."
it was 8x10, don’t remember the other questions… i suppose its something to do.
why can’t we have a normal room like everyone else?
and then there’s just the one tv in the activity room, i don’t watch tv anyway, but with nothing else to do, it’s something to do, there’s only 1 tv for 20 people. that alone is torture!
Dominated by females who watch talk shows. Or people who watch sports. Those who watch Star Trek, not so much. I’ve regularly lied about not having voices to get out of those places. They’re boring.
its annoynig for me to go in there, somebody turns the 1 TV on, then 10 people come in and sit down, they all start talking, and one person just keeps turning up the volume on the tv, in short time everyone is shouting over each other or the loud television.
I liken it to being a zoo animal in a cage, the way animals pace around and cannot get out, its the only thing to do.
You talking about group therapy?
I went like eight times or so. I find it genuine as every forced social convention.
We all fake interest in other’s story just to make time pass, everyone talk too much to actually get any kind of relevant point from there.
And I was always getting the same amount of curiosity::
“Oh, but you are so young!? You’ll overcome it.”
“What, you have a kid? Poor girl, how do you live?”.
Once we were supposed to draw the way we want to see ourselves, and I made a paint of myself hugging my mirror reflection.
A female therapist which lead this group was so touched and excited that she gave us all a life inspiring and ‘accepting ourselves’ half an hour long lecture. I never went back.
Yeah I went to both. When I was in hospital I went like four times and before that I went to outward group. I don’t know. Outwards I was overly optimistic about it and in hospital I didn’t care at all.
In group therapy while in the hospital I thought I was God and made peace with a guy that thought he was the Devil. So there’s hope. If only they go to group therapy together, that’s all we need for the world to become a better place
it was pink and red modelling balloons and they showed us some crap with it and kind of did my own variation and it evolved in to a ■■■■■ hat, i also did a dog
All we had was hallways to pace in. Not a mirror in that damn place. I’ve been to nice psych wards and not so nice ones. The worst ones the staff wasn’t very nice, very abusive. Not a great place to be.
…(until the pump broke) lol