Just got back from mental institution.

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Well, I called up my doctor on Friday asking for Risperdal, they sent me on a goose chase that ended in a fight with a social worker and I had been in the loony bin ever since. Just got home about 1 hour ago. I hope to god it never happens again...what a horrible experience. My eyes are all messed up and I can't even think straight. Therapist appointment in two hours now...

I've been in the 'loony bin' twice, I tend to get severely suicidal at times so you know....But yeah first time was pretty crappy looking back at the whole experience but didn't get abused by staff or anything, just cramped small enclosed ward...no supervised walks outside, terrible food that set off my digestive discomfort issues, adjusted meds...then I had to stop one they prescribed me there within a week of getting out since it was causing some weird things.

The second time was better, and at a different place...but yeah wouldn't really want to do it again, but cannot guarantee I'll never be contemplating suicide and how to do it ever again. So yeah have been in one but, I am thinking maybe the reason I ended up there was a bit different than yours since mine didn't involve arguing with any social worker or anyone.

Yeah, it was really tough. I don't ever want to go through that again.

I've been in twice too. Exactly ten years apart. Weird. It was just a hospitol psyche ward, though. Haven't been in a state institution. My friend has been several times, though. He says it's holy hell. They filled his bottle with tap water once a day and that was all he got, except at meal time. The last time I was in, I didn't have my glasses, and was deprived of medication for a while. I got really paranoid. I was afraid of many of the people in there and constantly thought I could hear them saying bad things about me (or threatening me). While I was getting my blood pressure taken, there was this huge guy sitting across the room from me. I couldn't see well enough to see if he was talking or not, but I heard direct threats for me to stop looking at him. When I got up and walked towards him, he was still ranting, but his lips were not moving. It was all in my head.

Six times myself, plus a handful of overnight stays at psych ERs. First one at 17, last one in July. I've never had any truly horrific experiences, but I've never really had any truly pleasant ones, either. Usually it's just a week of simmering down and med stabilization, then a week of sheer boredom until I'm released. The most I can really say about them is, good or bad, they still let me out feeling better than I did when I went in, so at least they're doing what they're intended to do.

I'm not sure how big it was, but he said it was inhumane. I met a fellow the last time I was in the psych ward who had AS and had been to the state hospitol. He said it was total chaos. The part he was in, everyone was crammed in one big day room. He said his friend was in there with him and he jumped off a table and body slammed the tile floor. Apparently got hurt pretty bad. just total chaos.

I've been in one a few times - alcohol and depression, only the one I go to is a private one. More like staying in a motel - without the grog.

Always keep that in mind, mental institutions are a joke. You're treated as inferior and defective and they believe the only hope for you is medication. Do everything you can to stay out of one, fighting social workers is generally a bad idea..

i was in hospital for 7 months because of my anorexia all together probably 10 months in wards..
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So sorry that happened to you, Girlwithaspergers...I'm glad you're out of there now.

I've never actually been to one of those places, but I came dangerously close to it about a month ago when I emailed a former therapist who'd moved away about how I'd been feeling depressed and suicidal for months, and she called my folks at the buttcrack of dawn to tell them about it, and recommended to them that they commit me to someplace (I didn't think she'd care THAT much, given how she'd moved away and all). Fortunately, my dad came to talk to me and I told him I didn't feel that way anymore, so I didn't have to go.

By the way, I love your current avatar...one of the best animated movies ever.

I was in it once, I wanted to kill myself, I almost overdose on pills.