psyche ward
who helped you most in the psyche ward?
psyche ward
who helped you most in the psyche ward?
one psyche doc helped me most when I was in deep psychosis
all he said was ‘‘you won’t always feel that way’’
Myself. 16161616
Leaving.
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There was a wisened old janitor
There was a care worker who was a heavy metal fan. He told me the man in my head didn’t exist
These old timers who were in with me. We could smoke and chat. I even ordered Chinese and Dominoes takeaways in pward.
My psychiatrists helped me the most during my psych ward stays because of the meds they prescribed for me.
I visit the psyche hospital grounds every few months
to ponder back to how bad I suffered
ha no one …I read into every action of everyone and thought many weird and strange things about my companions in the ward…some were nice…some were violent…saw a pretty harsh fight in the t.v. room. the guy who got hurt deserved it…I don’t know if he was insane but he picked fights with everyone…I looked at him straight in the eyes a long time once when he approached me. I believed he was some sort of devil. I wasn’t afraid of him because I thought good powers protected me.
@san_pedro write down your memoirs of the ward and self publish it…if you can.
One of the psych nurses helped me the most. My hair was a complete matted mess and she helped me brush it out. I won’t ever forget her kindness.
I wish I could but words wouldn’t bring it justice
so I leave it alone for now
Nurses told me I don’t belong here
social workers as I come back to reality. checking in how I am doing, make sure I’m eating and have the meds I need throughout the day. but I appreciate others too like the psychiatrist and therapists.
I refused meds and they forced injections into my butt
I felt so hurt and humiliated
There was a raging young guy who was smashing stuff then 2 security guards put him on the floor and a nurse injected his butt with meds. Then they locked him in isolation room.
There was drug addicts and prisoners in my room. The prisoner stole my nike shoes but I got them back. One drug addict was often talking to me, he was allowed drugs, they controlled his dosage. I heard the drug addicts talking about piss drug testing etc
I was in a type of stray jacket because I was psychotic I could not move my body, inhumane IMO
better way is a lock room
The sh.it that crossed my mind in psychosis is beyond time and space