I have finally been discharged from the MHU again. I was admitted due to my self harming and wishes to crawl into a ball and die. Am I better for the admission? No, all they do for you is drug you so you are a zombie. Do I still feel the same? Yes and no. I am so exhausted I really have no energy for self harming or ending it all.
Being locked up in that place is a nightmare. You are treated like a child. You are locked in and can't even go outside for fresh air or, more importantly a cigarette. Where do they think one would go? The small outdoor area attached to the MHU is like a fortress.
Anyway, I am still in a very dark place but, did all the right things to ensure my discharge. I swear that you could go into the MHU a sane person and leave as an insane person. Nothing else really to say at this point just trying to get back into life again.
About Me
- beach.chick
- I am an everyday woman, struggling with mental illness. I had a mental breakdown back in 2006 and it was at this time I was finally, formally diagnosed with BiPolar Disorder. It had long been suspected but, with a Psychology background, I was very good at 'passing' the doctor/psychologist/psychiatrist's phsych tests. Why? Because I knew there was 'something' wrong but, remained in denial where I felt safe. This is the very first time that I have written about my life and the reason that I have decided to start blogging is; to educate the ignorant and offer support and courage to the weak. Mental illness is a dirty word in society mainly, in my opinion, due to ignorance which breeds judgement.