Anhaedra
Member
- May 5, 2024
- 86
Hello everyone its been a while.
I experienced a lot of things in the ward and there are a lot to talk about, but let me start from the beginning.
Ive been suicidal since the start of this year and I lost someone close to me last May which made things even worse. I spent the next two months basically just rotting in bed, until on july 28th, I finally attempted suicide. I got the sn and rented a room, however it didnt work and I woke to find myself in the hospital.
At first I didnt know how I got there and how did they even find me, then I knew that this one friend I told them about my plan reported it to the police, and they broke in the house while Im unconcious. It was a miracle that I was "saved" or rather a nightmare for me back then.
Anyways, I woke up to find myself chained to a bed in the middle of the night. I yelled all night till someone from the nurses came and untied me. The first couple weeks I spent them in my bed not eating or taking my meds, so the nurses forced me to do so. After a while I got used to the routine; waking up at 9 am for breakfast, the lunch at 2 pm and the dinner at 8 pm and between those hours there was nothing to do but watching tv.
When it came to treatment plan. We took our meds, talked in group therapy, and was seen by my therapist twice a week. After one month I was allowed to have a pen and paper cuz I wanted to write a novel. And thats what Ive been doing since. I finished the draft for one story and started writing another. Writing and reading really helped pass the time and distract me. The third month, there was nothing new. Same boring routine. I learned from my doctor that im going to leave next friday and im really excited to live my life again.
As for the suicidal thoughts, there arent any anymore. Overall it was an okay experience but I hope that I dont experience it again lol
I experienced a lot of things in the ward and there are a lot to talk about, but let me start from the beginning.
Ive been suicidal since the start of this year and I lost someone close to me last May which made things even worse. I spent the next two months basically just rotting in bed, until on july 28th, I finally attempted suicide. I got the sn and rented a room, however it didnt work and I woke to find myself in the hospital.
At first I didnt know how I got there and how did they even find me, then I knew that this one friend I told them about my plan reported it to the police, and they broke in the house while Im unconcious. It was a miracle that I was "saved" or rather a nightmare for me back then.
Anyways, I woke up to find myself chained to a bed in the middle of the night. I yelled all night till someone from the nurses came and untied me. The first couple weeks I spent them in my bed not eating or taking my meds, so the nurses forced me to do so. After a while I got used to the routine; waking up at 9 am for breakfast, the lunch at 2 pm and the dinner at 8 pm and between those hours there was nothing to do but watching tv.
When it came to treatment plan. We took our meds, talked in group therapy, and was seen by my therapist twice a week. After one month I was allowed to have a pen and paper cuz I wanted to write a novel. And thats what Ive been doing since. I finished the draft for one story and started writing another. Writing and reading really helped pass the time and distract me. The third month, there was nothing new. Same boring routine. I learned from my doctor that im going to leave next friday and im really excited to live my life again.
As for the suicidal thoughts, there arent any anymore. Overall it was an okay experience but I hope that I dont experience it again lol