I remember I was super delusional. And my parents called the mental hospital. They told my parents if I didn’t allow my parents to take me they would show up at my house and force me to go to the hospital. I showed up late at night at the hospital. So it was just me and the lady that worked there. She took my shoe strings off to keep me from hanging myself. I was 19 years old. I stayed there for two weeks. I kind of liked it because you get to socialize with people like you. Also I liked their food. And I skipped all the group therapy sessions because I had social phobia.
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But u are good now right .???
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I remember this one time I was so out of it but there was this guy who thought he was Jesus and he was really irritating me. I tried so hard to block him out but I was losing control of my temper. I went after him a couple times but the male nurse, who was about 2 feet taller than me blocked me so I couldn’t get to him. Then the day I was getting ready to go home he was butting in and I threatened him and the nurse told me that was a good way for me to make it so I would have to stay longer. I left him alone. I hate being around delusional people, other than that I don’t really mind the hospital. Is that weird? I just like the break, no responsibilities, just focusing on getting well.
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right, I am good now
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I’ve had nothing but bad experiences from the hospital. The ones down here make me feel like I’m in jail.
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I remember a lot of my first psyche ward even though it was 37 years ago.
I was 19 and I guess what stands out most is getting my first kiss from a 27 year old blonde girl and the almost losing my virginity to her except a nurse broke it up and stopped us. I was ill but I have some good memories of a counselor taking me jogging with him. I felt kind of special in a way because I was the only one he took with him. I skipped groups too. The ward was clean and new and it was situated in an unincorporated area and I used to go to the back area by myself and sit in a chair overlooking a great view of the mountains.
If I wasn’t sick, it would have been like the dream vacation. Pretty girls, good food, volleyball in the afternoon, friendly staff, ping-pong, a pool table.
I give it 5 stars.
Hell, if I’m going to suffer on this planet then they better supply me with more 27 year old blondes and good food. I deserve it.
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Lol that’s funny
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Yeah you said"Hell, if I’m going to suffer on this planet then they better supply me with more 27 year old blondes and good food. I deserve it."It’s almost like you got justice for your suffering that’s cool!
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Yes. I was dealing with paranoid delusions. In retrospect it probably saved my life and mind to be hospitalized when I was in my teen young adult years. I had no sense. I was dealing with delusions and hallucinations and I just had no way to fight them.
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Some other schiziophrenic kept smoking in the bedroom on the ward setting the smoke alarms off. South african chap that went for me for accusing him of being a Kaffa. I never said it at all i didnt even know him. They upped his meds in the end and took his cigs from him. Nice guy when he was well, played cards at times, but utter nightmare when psychotic. I just sat in the smoking room all day watching daytime tv. Was great.
The hospital is like a safe place and it can save your life(keep you from killing yourself) I guess it depends on your experience about how much you enjoy it.
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I was convinced that hospital was a training facility for telepaths. But I think hospital saved my life.
Used to talk to a lot of people. Smoking was huge in there despite the “no smoking” signs and I bonded over many a cigarette in the garden. Cool people to talk to
Are you from south africa?
No - Not at all, Im British English and never been abroad - thats whats weird about it. I just think the poor chap was just projecting his delusions onto me. I had to look the word kaffa up - i didn’t even know what it meant at the time.
I’ve been in a number of mental hospitals. A couple were kind of drab, but most were okay. How I felt about the hospital depended largely on what psychotropic drugs they had me on. In a way, I wish I could go back on Zyprexa because I could sleep so much when I was on that drug. Then I remember how unhappy I was on Zyprexa.
I had good memories from hospital and boring ones too.
The good ones were that I liked that I saw others with mental illness and could share with them. And I received good care. And good therapy in some admissions. And the food was ok too.
The boring ones were that I got bored a lot.
Very few bad ones - once saw patients fighting. Once or twice I cried my eyes out and had to be given a sedative. That’s all.
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Me as well. 
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In my 9 or 10 hospitalizations I only “acted out” once. Which ain’t a bad record. I was in a hospital during a relapse and something made me mad and I hit the wall in my bedroom once leaving a dent. The staff came to me room faster than I thought was possible and asked what happened. They were a little mad and I just denied that I had done anything. Never mind that I was the only one in the room, lol.
I’d rather forget all the hospitalizations I’ve had over the years. There were so many of them that I literally cannot count them all. I’ve lost count long ago.
when i was in the childhood ward in the local hospital i spent the first two days in a constant panic attack, crying and puking up all my food. at the time i just had problems relating to ocd and undiagnosed asd. then i just got out of the hospital, this time for mood swings that led to me taking more of my prescription medicine than i was supposed to. i slept for most of it, i think at first because of how much medicine i had taken but also to kill boredom and avoid panic attacks like the ones that happened when i was a kid. something about the environment there is comforting, yet causes me panic. it doesnt make sense
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