When i was admitted into Westwood Lodge Psych ward, i knew when i was ready for discharge.
we were in the onsite school. I was doing math and all the sudden i had an urge of emotions.
i started to cry and hyperventilate. I couldn’t stop! I told staff i really wanted to go home, i missed Mom and Dad.
They actually listened and i was discharged. only to go to another psych ward weeks later. I guess i am just the type to be admitted.
I hate it.
I have so many bad memories of psych ward visits.