Do/did you have this fear of being abused for being depresse

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d? And the more depressed you get, the more so-called trained professionals (doctors, nurses, whatever) abuse you "for your own good" or "to help you"? And then when they make your mental problems worse they a buse you more and say it's yoou getting worse, blaming it all on you or your mental condition? That threat has been very real to me.

Have you ever felt that if you didn't watch your step, if you didn't say just the right thing or if you got too anxious, or if you had one little outburst, or if someone tells a lie about you because they don't like you, you could be put in an institution?

Not at all anymore (except for what I expressed about the JRC) because the anti-ds I'm taking might be making me complacent, but I feared that being institutionalized and subsequently being written off, given up on, have drastic measures used against me (aka "for" me), be labeled with exaggeration or downright lies, humiliated, dehumanized, brainwashed, understimulated, insulted, treated coldly, punished for being me or for having a problem, lied about, exaggerated about, confused with someone or something else worse or more embarrassing then me or my problem(s), isolated, totally and completely misunderstood, or rather, ununderstood... ignored, pointedly ignored, have people care more about my behavior than my feelings, or rather, not at all about my feelings but caring sadistically about my behavior... called a liar when I try to call to the outside for help, forced to help them torture people, not being seen fit to make even the choice of what to eat or being fed prison food, totally non-nutritious but also totally disgusting and vomit-inducing food, being treated as a second-class citizen or less intelligent or less important or less human, being restrained for no reason, being drugged for no reason, particularly with drugs that have opposite effects as what I need (depressants to sedate me, but I suffer from major depression, so this was a big fear for me), having assumptions made about me; the list of what I fear from those places just goes on and on.


Thinking about all this would make me bitter and angry at society.

This has never happened.

Tim

I was somewhat verbally abused, when I was going through the first bit of my depression, ten years ago. My mum kept on saying, "Come on...repeat after me...I am a Cockney Rebel." It took me eight years, to be able to be honest with myself, about this.

A nice little reality that I fear is approaching me. I fear being called insane and put in a mental house. I only know that I will become much worse if shipped off to a place like that. I fear not being understood and not treated correctly. I wil refuse to make friends and refuse to do anything I do not wish to do. They cannot make me do what I do not wish unless I want to. So there! people!! HA!! I said HA! HA! HA!! !! ! Thank you. -Power Girl

I can't get out of my mind that the adult students at the Judge Rotenberg Center-- and they're all forced to be there, I think there are few who are there because they want to be-- are not all mental ret*ds, and one was a girl who was put there due to depression and suicidality. She's 19 now or was when they interviewed her. She couldn't stop crying and said that she feared that she would be there beyond her 21st birthday. This is killing me. She could have been me. She gets PUNISHED for trying to kill herself. For trying to get OUT of that hellhole.

Yup thats happened to me except not as bad as what you described. Lets see my first semester of college I was feeling depressed so my stupid conseler called the police after me and they took me forcefully in handcuffs to the hospital at 2am in the morning. I was hospitalized for 72 hours. My parents had to come all the way up to help release me. After my hospitalization hell, the school lets say suspended me for the rest of the semester till I got some "help". I stayed at my aunts house for a few weeks and I simply got yelled at and scolded by her and my cousin. I got pressured by my mom quite a bit. I have my friend telling me yes you should be hospitalized which is very offensive to me. Dammit all of this makes me hate people.

Im very fearful about being stuck in the hospital again. So Im having to make it clear to my friends, "you call the 911 I get equals expulsion" I know one of my friends wouldnt, but Im rather fearful about my other so called friend, the one that thought hospitalization was the best thing, doing it. I swear if she does it and I manage to fake my way outta there, I'll probably never speak to her again.

I have this fear too, but it centers more on my school. I think, "One more nervous breakdown and I'll be in Special Ed." I worry they will send me to my area's "special school" (read: baby's first institution). I worry my teachers will turn on me. The world is certainly unjust enough.