Yeah they injected me with Ativan the day before I was released.
When I went home I slept the entire day too!
I have other stories I will share another timeâŚ
My feelings ranged from pretty good to pretty miserable. What affected my feelings the most was which antipsychotic drugs I was on. As long as I wasnât on a typical ap or Zyprexa I felt good.
Definately not happy about any psych wards. Felt caged
imo the nurses had stigma against my conditionâŚbut I got well
The nurses and some doctors were garbage, depend on the hospitalâŚ
Well I was pretty delusional so that tended to color my experience. 
If I wasnât I think it would have been mostly a pleasant experience if not a little dull at times. But itâs true, you get a break from the stress and responsibilities of the real world. I met some interesting people and the therapy program wasnât badâŚ
It varies by facility. At my local hospital, The the urgent care psychiatrist seemed very capable and exhibited humility, and my rights were adequately protected. I was well looked-after.
I wouldnât want (and havenât) been hospitalized again, though. Nothing makes a person feel less independent and less in control than being a patient in an acute psychiatric unit.
Twice was a disaster as i was completely out of it!
it felt like jail
I always felt like it was all a game until I stabilized. I thought everyone knew that I was being held against my will. Coming home was indeed very nice. I didnât fully stabilize until a few weeks after coming home.
i enjoyed both hospital stays i had. i felt very safe. i had 3 meals plus 2 snacks a day. We had several groups per day which i learned a lot of cool things in like coping skills. Most of the other people in the hospital were very friendly although there were a few disruptive people who made it a little edgy at times.
I donât like the hospital. They donât talk to you. They just lock you up and give you meds. Whenever I go to the hospital I am stressed out and wanna talk.
It feels like a closed in cage suffocating me.
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the problem in a mental hospital is that they donât cure youâŚ
My pacemaker didnât cure my heart condition, but it has kept me alive for an additional 36 years and counting.
Insulin doesnât cure childhood onset diabetes, but it can help a diabetic survive to a ripe old age.
I consider myself lucky to have a condition that is eminently treatable, and that the treatments allow me to enjoy a good quality of life.
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It is good that the treatments work for you, for me they are woefully inadequate.
I consider myself lucky to be alive regardless of my quality of life 
Itâs like a one-man play, as the delusions in your mind unwind, and you approach sanity.
I thought I was being experimented on, and used silly ideas of reference like seeing the âMindTrapâ board game in the common room, as proof of that. Funny though, the next time I was committed, the common room had âMindTrap IIâ in it.
I have been well treated during my 7 weeks hospital stay despite it was very bad during the 3 days I was in the emergency room. I was in the same room as 2 great guys. We have been friends during this time but I have felt lonely when they left because the people who replaced them were not talking at all. The following weeks have been really hard because, at a moment, you canât wait to come back home. It was also difficult because I was feeling terrible.