Patient Relationships

     Patient relationships can be dangerous as well. There was a patient at Springbrook. This one was something else. People tried to warn me. She was staring at me. So, I decided to try to talk. Not a good idea. First thing out of her mouth was how many jails she had been to. It was downhill from there. After that they decided that patients from different units were no longer allowed to interact. 

    But we had some good moments. I was there twice. The first time was better. The first time there was a sort of family atmosphere where people tried to take care of each other. I liked that. There wasn't the bullshit targeting like at MIP last time. There wasn't dipshits running around doing attention seeking. There weren't lies flowing like water. 

    But somethings I can be pretend to delusional about. If I need to. I can pretend that the patients wasn't toxic, knowitall, knownothing pieces of shit. I can pretend. If I need to. Sometimes I have to pretend. Because something bullshit isn't helpful. But all this back and forth and playing mind games around me isn't helpful. So I don't feel any guilt about calling out the patients for being absolutely, abysmally, toxic shitheads on last visit. Because they deserve it. And besides, they have no interest in reading this anyways. They have no interest in truth or accountability. They made that clear.

    But God judges us all. And like I seek forgiveness for the wrong things I have said and done, so will they in time. They will learn that somethings catch up with you. And they it doesn't impress anyone with any sense to say certain dumb lies about things you know nothing about. 

    But I do think the staff did fairly well at managing the toxicity after it got nearly to the level of a riot, though the gossip got out of hand. 

    This is why I need to stay out of psych hospitals. The nonsense that gets started isn't helpful.