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2016

When i was on my way to Eastern Va medical institute i distinctly remember after they let me out of the emergency vehicle and unchained me, i knelt down to tie my shoes tighter. I was preparing for a marathon. I did not know what i was gearing up for but i was gearing up!

They led me into the wait room. I sat there pacing back and forth. Then started doing jumping jacks. Then push ups. Then the guy next to me started asking me questions so i started talking to him. He said he was sent here because he got in trouble for going to a party and getting busted for weed. That was the first time i questioned why i was there.

They called my name and i was led to the back. They took my weight and blood pressure and then told me if anyone asks i am there for a period study. So i literally thought i was there for a period study.

I was then led into a big room that was an activity room but reminded me of the tv set orange is the new black for God knows what reason...

No one was in the room at the time. I sat at a table and played with a penny for about 5 minutes until a bell rang and a crowd of people came out. I was so confused. I literally thought i was on the set of orange is the new black. So i went around tearing up peoples drawings then when they got upset i went on a scavenger hunt.

I looked down the hallways and found a friends name and started looking for him. It wasnt until a nurse found me in a room and asked what i was doing there that i got discovered. I then told said nurse that i was going to punch her in the face and she called for back up and 6 nurses later and one giant shot of geodon and an ambulance ride i dont even remember and i found myself waking up in Virginia Beach Psych. I dont even remember leaving Eastern Va! I do very vividly remember all the events there.

Thank God for modern medicine. I will never have to experience another delusional episode again. Yes i still do experience mania. But not delusional episodes and nothing severe enough to require hospitalization or to put myself or anyone else in any danger.

Mental illness is very real. Mental wellness is very important. I have come a long way since then and the road has not always been easy but it has always been worth it. This story is for you and your family. You know who you are💖

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