Anita D - And the Psych Ward Says

Not me in the psych ward literally rn watching this sobbing

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Man… i wish it were longer. This is great. She got her point across though

It’s almost re-traumatizing how accurate this is, because every single word is true. This was my experience almost verbatim. Terrifying.

Well mine was not bad but someone said I look stupid and dumb cuz if the outfit I was wearing and said I was gross cuz I didn’t want to shower because I was severely depressed and they gave me food I was allergic to and then scolded me for not eating it

she hit the nail on the head. love it

My week at a psych ward made me worse off than when I got there.

the head nurse at the ward i was in literally on my last day caused me a panic attack and ik she did it on purpose bc right before she said i should stay a little longer to make sure im ok to return to my family. she told me "what if u hurt ur little brother or maybe one of ur sisters or that new kitten u got" i never told them about any of that but i did write about it everyday and they told me they wouldn't read the papers

Shes definitely experienced. I can tell ... Because of my experience. Once they find out you don't have a support group they will and do gas light you.

This poet is dope! 🙏🏾

i was sent to the mental ward a few months ago, and luckily only stayed 3 and a half days. My roommate had been to several different wards, including the one i was in. My roommate would cry often because of things going on in their life, and later she told me that the staff couldn't give a shit if you were having a mental breakdown. Kids would be crying and screaming down the hall, the staff would be high or only talk to you when they had to, it was cold, the beds had this weird silicone cover, they made you wear socks with grips on them, the food tasted like cardboard. They would encourage you to go to Group, where they just watch calming videos or listen to music. There was barely anything to do, except play with the purple slime batch that a past kid had left, or sign out a pen or dull pencil to draw. I was able to call my mom almost every day, and i made a couple friends there, but i felt like i was constantly on the verge of a breakdown because of how awful it was. And like the poem says, that was one of the good ones.

Yes I swear I have checked in and she on point

…scary good…

This is great stuff. Lets heal the psyche ward!

R E A L. S H I T

Wow, that was incredible. Thank you for sharing!

When I was in psych ward I got raped and smacked by a 6”0 foot man and they wasn’t allowing me to leave or changing me to a different unit my dad ended up getting me out of there and even tho I still feel the same I rather deal with it then go thru that again

This is real…a psych ward is not a fun place…will never go back to a place like that.

I have both been kidnapped and held against my will for three months, and admitted to the psych ward.
The being held against my will part did not feel much different in the two scenarios. The psych ward was just a constant trigger for my PTSD about being kidnapped and held against my will and since I was also being held against my will in the ward, they pretty much felt the same.
Obviously different things were going on around me but I pretty much felt the same.
It was just two days straight of non-stop PTSD panic. I managed to convince them to let me out a day early because I told them what had happened to me and that my PTSD was triggered constantly and really intensely and they could see that being there was only making me worse.
I will never go back to the psych ward, even if I’m in crisis. Which fucking sucks because I have no alternative. But I cannot be held against my will ever again.

So true, I use to work in a ward and they do nothing for the patients

Reporting from Monash Health psych ward Dandenong Hospital Australia. Microwave/Energy weapons are being used on their patients. They have close ties with the Australian Government. They both need to be destroyed and I'm calling on all superpowers and countries who have these weapons to obliterate these two corrupt organisations. I am reporting this because I am being targeted and have been for almost 2 years.

My first impatient psych stay was in 2012. I've had at least 20 week+ stays since then. My last stay was 2019, when I got placed in a residential treatment program. I don't know what I did to get out of it, but the past 2 years I've been living independently and today marks 2 YEARS of no cutting. I was started on Spravato, the ketamine nasal spray in March 2021 and it literally did a 180 degree turn on my depression and anxiety. I still struggle most days, but I'm capable now of keeping myself somewhat together. But this poem... yeah it speaks the truth 100%.

I work in a nursing home next to a mental institution.

I always have this sick feeling in my stomach when i drive by or look out the windows on that side of the building

i love this sooo much and i don’t even know why..😂❤

Brilliant

keep coming back to watch. love this.

I've never been to a psych ward thank god but my mom a couple years back was admitted to the hospital for trying to overdose while she was on vacation in st. Pete, fl and it was a terrible hospital who physically and mentally abused her. When I was finally able to go visit her one of the nurses pulled me aside and told me that my mom was "making up stories" and that she should consider getting on psych meds. The nurses really thought my family and I were idiots that we didn't see her bruises and swollen feet not to mention the fact that the evil nurse yanked out my mom's catheter so she started bleeding and it burned every time she peed. If I hadn't gone back the next day after visiting her my mom wouldn't be alive today. My mom came home with scratches and bruises on her back, swollen feet, a bleeding vagina, and pneumonia from a mysterious purple liquid that they gave my mom that caused her throat to burn. We tried to sue the hospital but no lawyer was willing to take the case. My mom still has nightmares from that place.

All I want to say is they torture us for being sad they don’t care force feed us pills at 5 in the morning and all day they keep up we are lab rats in a cell our tragedy turns into there income all we get is dwelling prove to us that the world is the ones that are unwell and the reason why we dwell in sorrow and feel unwell cause the cruelty to our sorrow feels unreal I can go on but this poem inspired me …I know I can’t reach her views im a nobody that’s how I feel

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Man! Sista you did that!!! 🫡🙏🏿🙏🏿

Its sad that i cant tell people what i actually think because i know i would be taken away

I’m curious… have you worked in a psych ward???

I’ve been admitted over 13x and when I say this is accurate , to the T. Voluntarily of course I went but that place helps momentarily if that. That 72hour is bs. She’s so right. The getting angry and fist clenched is me. Agh I felt this in my soul literally.

I had goosebumps the whole time! ❤❤

She killed this ❤

Wats it mean if u dont scream

Exactly

When I had a 72 hour hold on me it turned out to be a week. I was scared the whole time, they couldn’t get my meds so I was not taking the meds that kept me calm, i need therapy because of that experience

Yessss right on the spot

God, there isn't a single thing I've ever related to more in my life! THANK YOU!

This is accurate.

Psychiatrists are sadists.

Therapy is performance art under capitalism.

On point. Exactly. I just got discharged two days ago- with lots of meds prescribed- but not the one for the panic and anxiety over the trauma they just pushed me through

Thanks!

this poem is even more relatable for me after i whent inpatient but even before it always gave me chills and i understood then too the feelings of being gaslit in mental health care and from parents

The security guards choked me and bent my fingers backwards and then stapled my cuts then ripped them out because "i was using them as a weapon" they strapped me to the cot and wouldn't let me go to the bathroom
I went in for stitches and was forced to stay there and they gave me an infections
Plus they stapled an old cut when i told them it was old and she still stapled it

I've never been placed in the psych ward, and I really hope I never get that bad, definitely suicidal though and I have a shit ton of stuff going on for diagnoses, might have ADHD, might have ASD, but the world in so fucking ignorant none of this was noticed when I was a kid, none of the anxiety, depression, avoiding people, staying quiet, not being able to stay still, hating people and loud sounds, etc. None of that shit was ever noticed, I keep thinking "what if it was" would I still want to fucking kill myself? Would I still want to die? Would I still hate my life? Would I still be a fucking screw up of a child? Would I still be so bad to a point where I don't think my dad loves me? Would I still think my dad wants to abandon me? Who fucking knows, maybe I just needed help early on

I put this in a song

This is beyond amazing,