Iykyk! #PsychWard #mentalhospital
Only genealogy buffs such as myself will probably find this interesting. My great-great-great grandmother, after losing two children and never recovering while her husband was away fighting in the War Between the States, was sent to live out the rest of her life at the most well known mental hospital in North Carolina, Dorothea Dix Hospital. I have always identified with and felt a bond with her due to her mental anguish. Well the state archives of North Carolina was able to find her information in a patient admission and discharge log from 1868-1875! She was buried in an unmarked grave on the site and not much is known about her. Back then many family members would not come to receive the bodies of their family members who died at the hospital due to the stigma. I am honored to be able to celebrate the life of this beautiful woman who has been forgotten by history. #History #MentalHealth #Trauma #Grief #ChildLoss #mentalhospital
Over the summer, I was sent to the hospital over a mental health crisis. It's been a few months since, and I'm still bitter about it. I'm mad at the people who called the rangers. I'm mad at the rangers, who gave me no option in the matter. I'm mad at the hospital, for violating my privacy in my most vulnerable moment.
All this led to a bill of 3k (at first it was more than that, but insurance paid for most of it). Now I need to pay for help that I didn't want to begin with, and I have no method of paying them back. I'm not made of money, so it's not like I can magically pull 3k out of my ass and say, voila. I'm mad at my mom, because she said she was going to help me, but now she's ghosting me whenever I bring this up.
I was put in physical restraints in the mental hospital and now have symptoms of ptsd. It was a really scary experience and I felt so helpless and claustrophobic being strapped down and unable to move. I know the health care workers thought they were doing the right thing to keep me safe, but I felt it was unneccessary and did more harm then good. Has anyone had this experience and has anything helped you recover? I feel anxious laying in bed at night :( #Anxiety #Depression #PTSD #BorderlinePersonalityDisorder #mentalhospital
Has anyone gotten out a mental hospital and had to go back a week later because you weren't ready? I ask because I realize how much my family goes through when I'm gone and I feel guilty for needing to go away to get my head straight #MentalHealth #mentalhospital #Bipolar2Disorder
Be careful what you wish for 🌝😏
#Anxiety #AnxietyDisorders #AnxietyAttack #PanicAttack #PanicDisorder #AnxietyFeelsLike #anxietymemes #Meme #Memes #familyjudgement #Depression #EatingDisorder #ObsessiveCompulsiveandRelatedDisorders #Mentalillnessfeelslike #MentalHealth #MentalHealthAwareness #PsychiatricMedication #Psychiatrists #mentalhospital
Reading “It’s kind of a funny story” after watching the movie. Enjoyed it so much as someone with bipolar disorder who grapples with suicidal ideation & have been hospitalized multiple times. Found out the author Ned Vizzini died by suicide in 2013 which is a terrible shame. I feel like he opened a dialogue about mental illness, depression, the stigma around it, needing meds for it & needing to be hospitalized for it. There shouldn’t be shame in any of it but there is in the US especially. It’s a medical condition & should be treated as such. I’m really saddened to hear of his passing because him & his work has been an “anchor” for me in some really hard times in my life. His words were honest, true & I think that’s why so many people resonated with his work. He’s done so much for people & he will be missed.
"I didn't want to wake up. I was having a much better time asleep. And that's really sad. It was almost like a reverse nightmare, like when you wake up from a nightmare you're so relieved. I woke up into a nightmare."
-Ned Vizzini, It's Kind of a Funny Story
#Depression #BipolarDisorder #SuicidalIdeation #SuicidalThoughts #MentalIllness #Hospitalization #TakeItOneDayAtATime #sad #Suicide #help #mentalhospital #PsychWard #Psychhospital #Sadness #manicdepression #Anxiety #PTSD #Manic
just look at this. My day counts gets better . 2020 is a new start for me. Im suffering from a pretty tough past as you can see. #Selfharm #MentalHealth #mentalhospital #BPD #dependentPD
I have sever oanic disorder and anxiety with periods of depression. I fear medication but I have recently been prescribed valium. I cant manage my life as it is and there's nothing I can do to change it. so I have to change me. and I need an environment I'm able to do that in. I'm reading reviews and some of them scare me. I'm afraid of making the wrong choice. have you been "here"? what do you think? #Depression #Anxiety #mentalhospital #Advice #Life #help #Hope
This past year, I tried to cope with the mental illnesses they kept in secrecy from people in my life. For months it felt like everything inside of me was just being suppressed and I began to shut down, both academically and socially. After January, you could say that my life really started to fall apart. I began to fail many of my classes which were extremely unusual for me. Life started to become very bland and it seem to lose its meaning. Finally, once the school year had ended I just assumed life would be so much better. I had a new job that I loved quite a bit, I was in a relationship in which we were both very happy — for the first time in a long while, life was really good... until it wasn’t.
Towards the end of June, I had a severe mental breakdown, I was quickly rushed to a mental hospital which I went through the most dramatic personal transformation I have ever gone through, or ever will go through. I met people that I will never forget. The other patients and I soon became close friends. I realize that while I had felt so alone for so many months, I was not alone. An important lesson that I learned was that “everyone hurts, so ease their pain.”
This epiphany of mine came to me while I was talking to one of the nurses. In our conversation, he explained to me how he was diagnosed with major depressive disorder – just like me. He continued to talk about how it took him years to come to peace with himself and eventually master self love. I realize that he – a functioning member of society – also struggled internally. In this conversation between us, it hit me… No matter what I do in my life, somehow I want to help people. It sounds so cliché, but what I really want to do is to make a difference in the world, whether it’s changing a single person’s life or revolutionizing an entire group of people; I want to make a difference, no matter how big or small, if I can save at least one person, I have succeeded in life. This is my purpose. To make a difference in at least one persons life.
As I walked out of the doors of the mental hospital a week and a half later, I knew that I would be back. But instead of being a patient, I would be back as a person who will make the lives of people who are struggling with mental illnesses, better. So, you might be wondering how I will do that. Well, I decided to follow the footsteps of the person who made the most difference in my life.
I feel within my soul, the mental health nursing is the field that is best suited for me. But working as a mental health nurse practitioner or an APRN, I can help those that need help the most.
I hope that one day I can make a difference in the lives of all those that need help.
#Suicide #Anxiety #Depression #mentalhospital #Loneliness