Post your psych ward tales. What's your condition? How did you end up there? How long were you there for...

Another time during that same stay.
I forget the name of the girl, so let's just call her Dorrie because she looked like my ex but skinny. Dorrie is anorexic. She has a tattoo of a symbol that's supposed to be an anorexic pregnant girl. I don't see it, but whatever. I tell her the holes for her thumbs in her sweater when she puts her thumbs through them remind me of boxing wraps. She cutely says, "you better watch out." Also I amuse her by doing kicks and stuff down the hall with a cup of water on my head like the scene from the original Dragonball where Roshi, Krillin, and Goku are doing it with jars on their heads.

Another girl from the stay I met was Sylvia. She would get ECT because it was the only thing to keep her from hallucinating blood every time she tried to read.

There was also another girl, let's call her Dana. She swallowed a marker cap, choked, and had to be hauled off in a stretcher.

Cory gave me her number. She was pretty cool. She's a real estate agent now.

One of the nurses noticed I was the only male on the unit at one point and said it was like I had a harem.

ended up having drug induced psycosis from pot brownies.
thought everyone was trying to kill me. thought rich foreigners were paying millions of dollars to kill people and than harvest there organs for their family members in need. heard these two nurses talking. thought they were talking about killing me and taking out my legs so i couldn't run. hear one of them say"fuck the legs. we dont need them. do you need the legs?" same nurse scottish guy. thought he was a millionare killing people in the hospital. was in this hallway
there was a room with an open door. thought he was gonna pull me in there and drown me in the toliet.
kept on making the scottish guy get me sandwiches cause i wanted to stay up. was scared to sleep. i thought the electrical pannels were rigged up to electrocute me. thought thats how they were planning to kill me. going to the hospital, i thought there was a hydralic knife in the carseat that was gonna rip thru my chest. thought the car was rigged up with knifes and cameras to kill me and it was a rolling snuff mobile.

once i chilled out i met some cool people. i met this qt and me and her would water the plants in the garden and do tarot cards cause she brought them in. we would also sit under a tree witj a blanket and chill. was really nice

okay i know you're gonna hate me for this but i have an obsession with schizophrenia to the point that i want it, no therapist has any clue why, i'm just so fascinated by it that i would literally overdose on drugs that would induce psychosis just to experience it, i've overdosed four times in total in the past on drugs that induce psychosis in a large enough dose, ended up in the hospital twice, had a psychotic break 3 of the four times

I don't hate you. I just think you're misguided.

well that's a surprise, but dang user, those are really sweet stories, obviously with some sad parts in there

is your schizophrenia well managed now or do meds not work that well for you?

There's versions of me with bigger dicks so how the fuck am i going to compete. Also what thread?

i ended up being commited for a month.
the first couple weeks i had psychosis really bad. i kept a journal from that point. never got diagnosed with anything. just a one off. Met a couple of cute girls. met alot of crazys. the crazier people were kept in a seperate ward. people deemed to be risks to themselves. my ward was really chill. just smoked alot with everyone and hung out with that cute girl
there was am acoustic guitar and i played that alot for everyone. im pretty good

Did you "meet" her with your cock?

for the most part they work. Occasionally I still hear voices. Less often are visions. I also have sleep issues, but I think that's mostly sleep apnea I recently got a CPAP for.

At the time I was diagnosed with BPD and they were considering hitting me with bipolar 2 and potentially some other personality diagnoses.

I went a little to far with a razor and my mom pulled the plug on letting me "work it out." Plus I was dealing with anorexia that my mom couldn't figure out how to handle.

Just a couple weeks.

Not really but one guy tried to flirt with me a lot. Too bad for him I'm actually autistic so I just thought he was too talkative.

I mostly just complained about the clothes they gave me and convinced this one male nurse to give me extra blankets.

>mental hospital girls
youtube.com/watch?v=2KBFD0aoZy8

that song fucking sucked balls

>What's your condition?
Perinatal encephalopathy. Literally nothing, i just had anger issues when i was a kid. Cured by puberty.
>How did you end up there?
Whiteknighted a bitch from some grill bullies in elementary school. One fractured skull, one broken nose and a torn spleen from the few kicks i got in before i came to senses.
>How long were you there for?
6 months.
>Did you make any friends?
A violent autismo and a qt suicidal grill that was abused by her mom. Autismo went the fuck out of this shitty country after uni, grill an hero'd few years back while we were on phone.
>Tell everything.
First few weeks were hell, i was on sedatives, couldn't think straight, couldn't sleep. Then it was just 5 months of a bald guy and sometimes somewhat hot milf asking me "y u do dat".
The grill made it sufferable. She visited every day after they let her out.

She didn't an hero, she ghosted you. Cope much?

there's a difference? you're a ghost either way.

Doubt it, considering she was begging me to save her from her own shitty decisions as she an hero'd.

I ended up in one a year ago. Attempted suicide and like the fuck up I am fucked that up and woke up in a psych ward. Most of the time it was shit, the staff all acted like I should be sucking their duck for "helping" me. All they did was keep me locked there for a week have me pills that didn't help and now I legally cannot own a firearm for another 3 years. I had some good times too though. The other people staying there were usually nice. Met a really cute girl, she was there for something depression related. She was really fun to talk to, rarely for to talk though because the ward had a rule of only talking to the opposite gender during meal time.

sorry to hear about the girl. she sounded like a real trooper and a good person.

rest in peace, girl who visited her friend in the psych ward daily after she left.

She used to be the best person i know. Then, after i moved away for uni, she went roastie and worse within the month i wasn't with her.
I still kept in touch for the sake of old times, but she was gone way before she an hero'd. When she dif, i felt relief.
Sometimes i wonder if she would have turned out the same if i stayed.

>What's your condition?
borderline personality disorder
bipolar rapid cycling
gender dysphoria
ptsd
Social anxiety disorder

>How did you end up there?
turned myself in after a week of daily suicide attempts and my emotions were cycling every 10seconds from hysterical laughter, to intense anger (I broke a door off its hinges), to crying slashing myself around 2,000 times

>How long were you there for?
About 3 days. Just act normal and you can get out easily.

>Did you make any friends?
No. Everyone just stares at the ground and a large group just stands outside and smokes.
Some of the girls hide in their rooms or spend time with each other.
A few other people sit around watching national geographic.
Spoiled white girls sit around whining non fucking stop about everything until they give them barbituates and then thank god they shut the fuck up.

Model tier girls with eating disorders get their own wing somewhere else and we only share lunch time if you have enough good boy points to get to eat lunch in the cafeteria.

I saw one girl refuse to get out of her bed and sat around watching while they dragged her entire bed out of her room with her on top of it cussing at everyone, shit was pretty cash.

I saw another kid sneaking off into the bathroom over and over and over and over and eventually he came out running foaming at the mouth and they half tackled him and he escaped long enough to eat a spoon and then they dragged him off to the ER to remove the spoon and then I never saw him again.

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>gender dysphoria
oof ouch, i'm feeling personally attacked

that sounds really shitty tho user, glad you're still kickin

damn thats some edgy shit yo lol

>What's your condition?
CPTSD (child abuse). I have extremely intense flashbacks, nightmares, chronically dissociated, depression and anxiety, feel broken and worthless a lot, self-injury and drug problems, transient mild psychosis from stress, attachment issues, trust issues, etc etc.

>How did you end up there?
Age 16
>try to kill myself at 16 with a huge aspirin overdose
>doesn't work so I go home after 12 hours or so
>try to hide it but easily found out, mom drags me to ER
>they put me on a 3-day hold

Age 19 (three separate visits)
>strangle/hang myself into a week-long coma
>doctor comes in and awkwardly serves hold while everyone still thought i might die

>think I'm accidentally overdosing on recreational drugs (had brain injury from hanging still, pretty scattered)
>call 911 in order to save my life, humorously enough
>realize when they get there that I've done the math wrong
>they hospitalize me anyway

>cut myself to see how deep I can go
>pretty deep it turns out
>don't clean up well enough, family takes me in
>ER nurse is horrified by wound depth and says I need major psychiatric help
>longest hospital stay yet

Age 24 (two separate visits)
>another suicide attempt, aborted halfway through
>turn myself in in hopes I can see a social worker

>go back to psych ward from partial hospitalization for bureaucratic reasons and because the worsening PTSD symptoms i'm developing are alarming

>How long were you there for?
3 days, a month and a half?, three days, a month, three days, 2 days because I checked myself out early

>Did you make any friends? Tell everything.
I didn't really make any lasting close friends, but I'm still friends on Facebook with some people despite ward policy. And there were some very close intimate moments in there--hard not to, with the total lack of therapeutic help and how rock bottom people are at. I guess I'll put up some random stories next.

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What's your condition?
>Clinical Depression
How did you end up there?
>Attempted suicide, nosy brother saved and hospitalized me
How long were you there for?
>6 months
Did you make any friends?
>no
Tell everything
>My psychiatrist was a degenerate who gave me the choice of being his sex slave or being stuck there my entire life
>took me 5 months to break, he released me after a month of using me

My first time in at 16 I was pretty sick. They tried to get the aspirin out of my system downstairs but it had been too long. So I was still bruising at a touch, had screeching tinnitus, and was generally fucked up. I was afraid of being in but hoping they would help me somehow. And it was a break from my family. Home had not been great.

>went to sleep in scratchy psych ward bed
>wake up to three tall, shadowy figures in my room
>they grab me and start trying to draw blood
>"stop struggling, we have to get this"
>I am freaking out so much (and have naturally rolly veins) that they just dig and grind around in my elbows looking for blood, fail, go to other elbow, then hands and back of wrists
>by the time they're done I'm covered in huge bruises from the aspirin and crying
>they up and leave without saying anything

still don't know what they were doing. it was for some kind of phlebotomy vial so I guess further tests of some kind. Here's another.

>nice girl who recently came in that jokes with me in arts and crafts
>not dead skinny and separated from us like the anorexic people who got caught, or obviously personality disordered, catatonically depressed, breaking down like everyone else, so can't peg her. seems totally normal
>sitting at lunch one day, she's not there
>horrifying screaming is heard from outside the lunch room
>she streaks past like a trope of a madwoman with her hair fluffed out everywhere and her hospital gown half unbuttoned on one shoulder, clutching at herself
>yelling that she can't stop talking to her, etc
>she is correct eventually though because staff go out and chase her and drag her by the arms, utterly terrified, and still shrieking, into the Quiet Room and no doubt sedate the shit out of her

if you have any requests--by diagnosis, or person (patient, orderly, doctor) or whatever, just ask

*she can't handle it, stop talking to her, they won't leave her alone, etc. nobody is chasing her.

yeah its far worse then the others cause theres nothing i can avoid or reason for it.

If Im having a bipolar episodeI can control it by forcing myself to not do things or just avoid it by sleeping.
Borderline Ive taught myself to scream logical thoughts over and over fighting it mentally.
I can redirect it inwards or do nice things to make me not do bad things etc.
the social stuff I can not go outside or wear headphones or go at times people are not around like say 9am or 2pm.

Gender dysphoria theres nothing I can do.
Its just existence that causes suffering.
All I can do is avoid mirrors and looking at myself or touching certain parts of my body.
I'm not awful looking or anything but its like living in a nightmare you cant wake up from in someone elses body.
Like youre possessing them or using them as an avatar and you cant take it off.
I could be the best looking person ever, but it wouldnt make a difference.
Its not my body and I cant ever go back and theres just nothing to make it stop and make it better.

Fuck these people lol

where are my schizoids at

>What's your condition?
Currently on anti-psychotics after 2 years on and off i'm finally out of mental hospitals

How did you end up there?
Psychosis shizophrenia paranoia

How long were you there for?
Like is said months 2 years total switched hospitals midway

Did you make any friends?
In my first hospital i made enemies and was semi casted out some genuine psychopaths spread rumors about me to cast me out of their clique

After i switched hospitals everything was relatively fine my fist hospital had allot of genuine psychopahts or youth delinquents

>What's your condition?
Currently on anti-psychotics after 2 years on and off i'm finally out of mental hospitals

>How did you end up there?
Psychosis shizophrenia paranoia

>How long were you there for?
Like is said months 2 years total switched hospitals midway

>Did you make any friends?
I was basically bullied go figure bullied in amental hospital typical
In my first hospital i made enemies and was semi casted out some genuine psychopaths spread rumors about me to cast me out of their clique

After i switched hospitals everything was relatively fine my fist hospital had allot of genuine psychopahts or youth delinquents

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>what's your condition
Severe long term depression, the usual

>How did you end up there
Was going to jump out a window but called a suicide hotline

>How long were you there for
About 4 days

>Did you make any friends?
No, I kept to my room reading The Girl Who Kicked the Hornet's Nest. There were a bunch of weird loud homeless people and nobody my age. There was nothing to do but watch Maury in the common area and hope for a phone call from friends to feel less alone for a bit.

It didn't help at all, and my life's been a giant mess since. I guess it kept me from killing myself, but I'm not sure whether that's a good thing or a bad thing. Still consider it daily.