First time I was escorted by police
Second time I was arrested and escorted by police
Third time I was tricked by my mom
4th time I was escorted by police
5th time I was threatened to be hospitalized by police but I agreed voluntarily in the end
6th time much of the same as 5
I never truly voluntarily agreed, it was all threats, tricks and police
I was tricked by my mom and my sister and then escorted by the police.
The double whammy!
My mum and dad took me by car whilst being escorted my two police cars. One in front, one behind. Was like being a president!
One of my delusions was I was president!
There seemed to be a constant police presence at my local psych hospital. Folk absconding all the time (here if you are sectioned the police have the right to escort you back to the ward).
During my first episode I thought I was under police surveillance so I would sneak out of back windows rather than go out main doors were the cops were.
I wonder how much time police spend with ill folk? Must be a lot.
My first time I was talking to voices in my head, I thought I was Jesus. My brother found me and then my dad got home. Together they brought me to the hospital.
My second time I was freaking out from the voices telling me I was going to hell and I drove to the hospital without my glasses on.
Not fun.
i was tied/strapped to a bed in abulance
The 1st time was involuntary because I drank draino in psychosis. So at the hospital they sent a psychiatrist to talk to me. Apparently I had mentioned that I was hearing voices to the paramedics that answered the call I made to 911. However the voices convinced me to lie to the psychiatrist. She sent me to be hospitalized to make sure I took the meds for the burns in my stomach.
The 2nd time was kinda voluntary as I couldn’t afford the AP abilify so I just didn’t take it. The voices were bad and I was still psychotic and they convinced me to get hospitalized. This time I was honest about the hallucinations kinda. I still sugarcoated what I experienced because I didn’t want to be thought of as crazy.
I think I posted this somewhere -
I was hospitalized involuntary from age 13-15 by my mom. I had given up and stopped eating and drinking except water. I didn’t care I was ready to be dead. I remember the car ride there it was two hours away. This seemed to play over and over
every time I hear that song I remember.
I was never forced to go to a hospital. But when a psychiatrist advised my parents that I should go in, I went along with the program. I’ve always been a very compliant person when it comes to going to the hospital, taking medication, seeing psychiatrists, therapists and peeing in a cup.
My main reasons for getting hospitalized weren’t really psychosis-related, except a little bit for the second time. For both, I was taken inpatient because I was under extreme stress in regards to a personal situation and I was in such a poor state of mind that I felt like hurting myself or someone else. The second time was because those thoughts had gotten a thousand times worse and I was starting to hallucinate as well. It was a terrible time for all of us. 
First time my family took me
Second time my mom and I decided I needed to go
Last two times I drove myself (my mom got tired of the hospital trips and decided I just needed to “figure it out on my own”) thanks for giving up mom
Boring I know. Lol I just knew I couldn’t go on and I needed to be in a safe place. Back then hospitals gave me a really comforting feeling.
My husband drove me to ER. I wanted to because I was suicidal and some survivor instinct kicked in.
Second time the mobile psychiatric team came and picked me up.
All my six times were voluntary - my parents or other family took me. I couldn’t cope anymore so I got help.
First time, I was picked up by the police and hospitalised. The rest were voluntary. But I’ve also been refused entry to hospital while psychotic.
In my delusions I had cut my wrist in my attempted suicide and the ambulance took me to the ER where I spent a night after which I went to the hospital. Bad memories …
I volunteered to be admitted when I was psychotic and had trouble concentrating in lectures. I was in the hospital for about 6 weeks. I hated being in the psychiatric ward the nurses don’t allow patients to go out