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Well, when I left you I told you that exciting things were coming. BK started fitness post. And I left. Well, I didn’t intend to be gone this long. But shit happens…
I and Matt started having problems.
We were both unhappy with moving into his house and because of that he resented me. We were strangers passing in the night. Everything that we loved about each other was not there.
Then the break up started, and I lost it.
I couldn’t function. I had a literal breakdown. This ended up with me checking myself into a mental hospital.
So for those who have never been let me first say it’s not like the movies.
Everyone, minus teenagers, is in the same area. No matter the severity of your situation you are all on the same floor. The took all of my things. I wasn’t prepared for what was happening. I finally was given something to relax and then something to sleep.
This is important!
Now, most people don’t know numbers without their cell phone. I remembered these numbers, my two best friends, my wifey, Matt and my therapist. This is important because as soon as I got there, the only thing that I cared about was talking to the people I loved. We take for granted that we will always have our phones, but you never know, and in an emergency, you need to know at least one number.
I was there three nights, and this is what I learned.
- It’s okay to get help. Sometimes we just need someone else to do the thinking for us. Tell us when to eat, when to sleep and promote social interactions.
- If you do not like what the doctor is saying you do not necessarily have to do that. If you have been treated in the past or have an established doctor, but you just had an issue and couldn’t get to them trust your gut. I did nott want my meds to change, but my doctor in the hospital did. I knew that my problem was a lack of sleep and proper diet. Your meds don’t work if the rest of you isn’t working.
- DO NOT, and I repeat DO NOT, let the hospital doctor discourage you. I can see why a person wold does not want to seek help. If your first encounter with a doctor regarding your illness is a terrible experience, then I wouldn’t want to go back either. My doctor was a fucking asshole. He refused to listen, thought he knew everything and tried to keep me there even though it was evident to everyone that I didn’t belong. And I was better. I could get the care I needed outside the walls of the hospital.
- Try to be open to the experience I learned a lot about myself, and others.I found out about other illnesses and how people manage. I saw the people who refuse help and keep ending up in the hospital. I have seen the people who can’t get the right help. I saw people who just needed a break and didn’t know what else to do.
So yes, I went to the mental hospital, and I have to say it helped me a ton. It helped me learn how to manage and what I needed to do to be okay again. I forgot how to take care of myself, and that was the beginning of all my problems.
I want to tell you what happened next, but let’s let this sink in first. Drop me a comment below on your thoughts, questions or whatever you like.
P.S. I have legally changed my name to Selene. 🙂