Out of the psych ward

Well they let me out of the psych ward yesterday and i will discharged today over the phone. It was an interesting experience for sure. I was in a single room until the last night i was there, they moved me with a roommate. I think i wrecked up my roommates sleep schedule from my snoring and sleep talking lol.

I will say that the people i met reminded me that there is people out there not involved in my stalking. The first night i was put in an emergency psych room, it was just a bed in a white room. There was one other psych room beside mine, the person staying in that room died over night from a cardiac arrest. She was crying and needed a police officer from what i could tell. Being in a room like that reminded me of a soft prison anyways. I hope i never return to the psych ward. Ill be very careful of what i say to my psychiatrist now.

During the first few days of being in the psych ward i heard some of the stories from the other patients about their lives in the psych ward. I heard a guy a couple doors down banging his head real hard against the door glass and he even bit the security guard watching him. You know tho, i wasent scared or anything, mostly just intrigued about what goes on in psych wards around the world.

I did not get to meet another person with schizophrenia, sadly. Alot of days i wish i could be friends with another schizo in my own city, someone who understands the stuff us schizos go through. Maybe ill go to the mental health club and meet the others when im feeling up for it. For now ill stick to chatting with them online.

Ive always found it kinda hard to relate with people irl since i tend to talk about overly technical or meta physical things. Small talk bores me so much and hearing life stories gets boring after a certain point. I like discussing things like quantum entanglement, ghosts, genes, psychics and making up creative stories. Talking about the weather or any other mundane thing seems like a formality. The nurses noticed i would isolate myself and kept forcing me to talk with them or the other patients. I played alot of games of crazy 8s.

But im out of there and can go back to my computer lab to continue researching the stuff i find interesting. Being coped up for 3 days with no phone or smokes reminded me of the days i used to go camping and have to rough it.

Im thankful i got a new experience.

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Your psych ward story is interesting, thanks for writing it here.

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Sounds shocking. At least where ive been you’ve had your own en-suite room with shower and a decent bed. Maybe i was lucky. Glad your better mate.

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Sounds interesting

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foot patrol is not needed these days, but there is still community policing.

I was stalked way in the beginning by a love interest

glad you’re home…

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hope i never go back :frowning: i dont want to be ill like those times again

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you mean they really put you in there because of your talk on stalking?

There’s got to be more than that.

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Pretty much, they dont believe that im being stalked. Though i also said some things about existence being weird and some other meta physical things. Tip: dont speak of philosphy to prove points to the psychiatrist

They were like, its been 2 years and the people stalking you dont seem to be real from what you tell me.

They stamped me with an insane label and sent me to the psych ward, probably to straighten me out.

Im gonna look for a therapist instead of a psychiatrist. The psychiatrist would just up my meds and it was like speaking to a wall.

not really on my part, I appreciate the doctors who believed me, and brain stormed with me.

There are laws in about every state that will help you if you truly feel you’re stalked.

I went to Ombuson in the city I was living in at the time, since I was still a college student,
at least I tried, right?

Don’t let it destroy you, I bet these a-holes are just trying to do that to you.

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