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So, again, continuing where I left off with the last post: So, now it’s Day #7, a Monday, the start of the week. Like I mentioned in the last post, I said what I needed to say, and I wasn’t going to continue to repeat myself or stress. So even though I was being held against my will, I decided I was going to take a carefree approach. They would have to let me go eventually, it wasn’t like I was sentenced by a judge; although, I do think they kept me there much longer than necessary. I didn’t have … Read the rest

So, again, continuing where I left off with the last post: The last post was still on Day #5, and then I went on a tangent talking about other stuff. Since it has taken me more time to write about this whole experience to my blog than the time I actually spent at the psych ward, I’m going to try to focus on just what happened, without going into too much detail about my experiences or diving into other stories; I’ll revisit those experiences and stories after getting through writing about the psych ward, and writing about my current state. … Read the rest

So, again, continuing where I left off with the last post: The last post was mostly focused on Day #5, and I wrote about a couple of realizations and some other topics regarding my experience there at the ward. According to my notes, I spoke with my sister around 1145 on Day #5. I didn’t talk on the phone as much that day. I told my sister that my effort to leave the psych ward went from a sprint to a marathon, and I wasn’t going to stress out about being there or missing school. I also mentioned the lawyer … Read the rest

So, again, continuing where I left off with the last post: So the morning of Day #5, I wake up early. Since it’s a weekend day, patients are not required to be out of bed until later. I was hoping to leave the hospital a day or two after being admitted to the psych ward, but since I reached the weekend, I figured I might as well start reading a book, so that I wouldn’t get bored. I get a book from the bookshelf, was asked if I wanted to take my prescribed medication, which I said “no” to, and … Read the rest

So, again, continuing where I left off with the last post: Alright, so we’re still on Day #4. After meeting with the one-to-one and reviewing the contracts I signed, which was around 1500, I eventually get a call from my sister. My sister tells me that she finally got in contact with a lawyer who is willing to speak with me. Understanding that my sister was being fake with me, I wasn’t sure how much I could trust this lawyer she contacted; but whatever, at this point, I had nothing to lose. I also mentioned to her the signed contract … Read the rest

So, again, continuing where I left off with the last post: So after speaking with my sister, the day was starting to end, so I followed the daily routine, which included speaking with my second one-to-one of the day, and then called it a night. So, morning of Day #4, I follow the daily morning routine, which is roughly: vitals, breakfast, hygiene, and then the morning community meeting. After the daily morning routine, there are optional groups to participate in and a meeting with the medical team. After lunch, things are usually very relaxing, and patients can watch movies, read, … Read the rest

So, again, continuing where I left off with the last post: So, after publishing the last post, I thought about my conversation with the “second opinion” or “third party evaluation.” If this psychiatrist was actually evaluating me as someone who isn’t part of the ward, why would this psychiatrist give me an already prepared, custom, discharge requirements list. This “second opinion” should not even include any suggestions on how I should go about my stay, and should only have concern with the diagnosis. So, intuitively, I already felt like this was sketchy, but now with some reasoning, I can demonstrate … Read the rest

So, again, continuing where I left off with the last post: So, after talking with the doctor, outside of the scheduled meeting, I wanted to be respectful and polite, but I also had to express my disapproval of the mishandled situation, and before I finished voicing my disapproval, I realized after the fact that I gave her my back; like it took me longer to voice my disapproval than it took me to stand up and walk way; bad timing I guess, but it was also similar to the way she gave me her back, after approaching me, when she … Read the rest

So, again, continuing where I left off with the last post: So after realizing that they really weren’t going to give me my belongings and let me leave, or allow me to call law enforcement or 911, I started saying that what’s happening is false imprisonment. While in disbelief, thinking about how these people can’t be serious, I was also thinking about how these people can’t be that unaware of how illegal this is. Luckily, I know about false imprisonment, but even if I didn’t, I at least know that people have rights and the freedom to speak freely and … Read the rest

So, continuing where I left off with the last post: I finished my dinner before I was done with the paperwork, some of which were more important than the rest, so once I finished the essential paperwork, I was told I could finish the rest of the paperwork in the lounge area.

It’s kind of difficult for me to recall every single moment at the hospital, but luckily, I started taking notes the following morning, which I’ll call Day #2. So the daily routine involves community meetings, one in the morning and one at night, where we talk about stuff … Read the rest