I was wondering if anyone befriended anyone in the psych ward and still keep in touch with them. I know at least in my hospital stays they didn’t want people to be sharing contact information and befriending people. Although I’m close friends with this one girl that I met that had bipolar disorder during my second hospital stay and we’ve been friends for about 2 years. I wish I would have kept in touch with some of my other inpatient friends though. Anyone else still have lasting friendships from your hospital stays?
No…most of them were normies who were depressed…i practice self harm too but its usually to look cooler like my three scars over my right eye peircings and tats…but i dont want to die so i didnt have much in common with them…
I have a best friend I met in hospital 37 years ago. He is recovering from cancer and paranoid delusional disorder and I still phone him a lot and visit him occasionally.
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I was hospitalized 4 times…got lots of phone numbers and emails from other guy and gal patients, but never followed up after I was released.
I have two friends that I still contact with from my last hospital stay 6 years ago.
I used to have more friends from my previous stays but none of them lasted. They ended up in some kind of trouble.
Both of my friends have schizophrenia, one seems rather mild to me and the other severe. But in the end it’s up to both of you and it has not much to do with the severity of the illness.
Good luck @MaxB
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I had a good inside friend who was a schizophrenic ex-felon (I’m not a felon, and it was for drug sales or something nothing violent) and he taught me how to play dominoes and some card games. He would give me his cookies. They would give us dessert, usually sugar cookies if we were lucky, and he’d donate his cookies to me, since he knew I loved those sugar cookies. Also, if he won a can of soda (a rare treat) during bingo, he’d split it with me. He was patient and he listened to me ramble away about my conspiracy theories. He told me to wait for the medicine to kick in. Then we got into a bit of an argument at the end of all our 5250 holds and I didn’t say good bye. I always regret not keeping in touch.
Another outpatient, schizophrenic, was about my age and we were both artistic. We’d sit and paint or draw or do crafts together. We’d show everyone our art. We’d chat the whole time. It was great. Sadly, neither of us had a cell phone or facebook at the time, or I’d probably still be hanging out with that dude.
Another outpatient, who said he had something with a long title that was basically “a sociopathic schizophrenic” (I swear, he had a dual personality/biological diagnosis), became a friend, despite our initial iciness towards each other. We’d chat about our private lives. I’d give him advice, he’d give me advice. He’d regale me with stories about his past (and what a past! He was one of those “Charming sociopaths” you hear about, very charismatic and totally entrancing to listen to). Anyways, we hung out for like six months through the program and then I ran into him several years after that and he asked, “are you still reading Bukowski?” a poet that I had mentioned to him once and only once
The list can go on, but I wrote too much.
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No the Psych Ward was like my work experiences. Once I left the Ward the friendships were essentially over. I have generally had a few school, and work friendships which never existed outside school and work and the people I met at the Psych Ward and I went our separate ways.
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No. I gave fake info to anyone who wanted to contact me outside of the hospital.
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I’ve not kept long term touch with them. For some reason I felt more at home in the mental psychility once I understood I was not getting out. People I could relate to and do activities with .
I never exchanged numbers or anything, but on my last hospitalization two ladies gave me the nickname Michelle Obama. It was one of my proudest moments.
No, but I made some excellent enemies. I’ve known them for a couple of years. We still go out for coffee on weekends and we sit across from each other , sipping our coffee and glaring at each other in intense hatred.without talking for a solid two hours. After we’re done drinking our coffee, we get up silently and he goes to his house and I go to mine. Sometimes he invites his girlfriend to join us who hates my guts and then all three of us stare at each other with loathing on our faces for the entire two hours. I wonder what I should get them for Christmas this year?
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Holy ■■■■ thats hilarious and awesome…i need an enemy thats real…
There are 1 or 2 I would be curious to meet again in real life. But I have this delusion that if 2 sz meet in one room outside a hospital, someone blows their lid off. It’s like matter and antimatter can’t ever get close?!? 
Well I still don’t have any friends in real life. It just takes me too long to trust any one. My controlling husband chased them all away years ago.
But I started this ham hobbie to talk to people in real life. Then you can just talk about antennas and radios, a safe subject.
I’m going to help out more at church again.
I hope no one recognizes me from my Feb relapse over there one night. But then you know church people are usually nice all the time for no good reason unlike real life. I hope I can be like them and fit in. 
I went to the hospital when I was in 7th and 8th grade and I have a friend I talk to still to this day that I met there. 
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I met a lovely man in hospital.
He was my best friend n boyfriend but we lost contact n had some dramaz .
I still love n care for him n always will.
Even when we had other bf gf we still remained friends.
Last time I saw him he looked great n had grown his hair long n had a gorgeous beard.
He was generous, conciderate,thoughtful, kind,caring,funny n probably understanding.
I’m sorry for the bad I may of done to him n he may of done to me.
Unfortunately we were not clean from cigarettes n alcohol which was abused n trashy n dirty in a way.
We may not of had sexual chemistry maybe due to medications … Or maybe it’s me…
Shame cause we could of done more positive activities although we did do lots of bike riding n go for dips n even some dips.
I had something /someone suppress me to not ride but I could of ridden n it would of been like a dream come true to ride at around his family place .
I wanted his support in a matter but unfortunately something kept me silent n made me do what I did.
When we were still in hospital he took me out for walks n outings n on bike.
Good wishes n love to him n may God bless him.
N for his lovely family.
I always made friends with other patients in the psych hospital, but true to my nature, I don’t want anyone to show up at my doorstep once I’m out.
I think of them often, but never follow up with friendships.
One might have to think if they are good to and for you…
You can love n like people that are bad to and/or for you.
For instance if you hang out with a binge drinker who keeps topping up your glass or with a smoker when you’ve just quit or with someone who’s really crazy in a way you just can’t feel good about as for what reasons may be.
Maybe they are abusive in some way…
If you can bring good things to and for each other.
Do positive things together.
There was a group of us of around the same age,give or take 10 years, that often used to be in hospital at the same time. I lost contact with them when I left hospital with my future wife.
I have seen one of them every now and then and exchanged a few words but that’s it.
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Yea. Theyall were good people
I never had any close friends inside. But I had some people who I was friendly with and I talked to them on a semi-regular basis. I got a few phone numbers from people but I never followed up by calling them once I got out. People inside were mostly indifferent towards me or neutral. I didn’t want any attention, mainly I just wanted to sleep and pace and eat and be left alone.