I have been counting the weeks since I have been home from my last visit to psych ward. Its been over 4 months!
While most days I feel AMAZING and happy, there are some days I worry I will go back.
Its usually at night time for some reason.
I get depressed from the darkness.
I only feel like I need to go to the hopistal when: #1 I am hearing too many voices. #2: cant sit still, #3: I feel like chopping my arm off.
The first time I rode an ambulance was because I couldn’t sit still. It was 3:00 am and I could stop pacing. Literally couldn’t stop!
So I woke Mom and started to have a panic attack. So we called 911 and somehow I ended up in the psych ward 😦