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B-Mental
, 03-26-2008 at 09:18 AM (1641 Views)
Lets just see. I took everyones advice, and saw the doctor. I was sent to a psych ward. I was placed in the high security side. Anyways, everyone there was just depressed, while I am manic. I can't sleep, and the nurses were yelling at me to go to bed. I would stay up all night cleaning my room, making my bed. They wouldn't let me out of the room, and were quite rude. In the day time, I would do all of the activities they asked of me. I would spend time cleaning the little yard of cigarette butts. (Did you know that the Roman Catholic Church declared pollution a sin against the Earth?)

This whole mania was triggered by Renae. I had given her up for Lent. I declared my love for her to God, to the police, and to myself. I had to cleanse myself of my Sin of invoking God's name.

Ok, back to the real world? I was still in the higher security side, and they deemed me eligible to go to the lower security side. The side where the suicidal people, and people with addictions go. I was there for two nights. It was just before the superbowl. I was happy to get out. My last day in there, I was curious what I weighed. I stepped on the scale. The scale had me around 195 lbs. Anyways, I went to check my height, (although it never changes), and the sliding arm came out of the scale. I put it back in, and went on to an Alcoholics Anonymous meeting. After lunch, I was saying goodbye to the many people that were feeding off of my positive energy, love for fellow man and support.

We were then sent to play some community games as we wait for our final visit with a supervising doctor. I was pulled out, and they placed me back in the high security side. My little stunt with the scale had scared the nurses that were monitoring our every move. I was furious. They had lied! I couldn't believe the abuse of authority that was taking place. I end up back on the high security for nothing, and I enlist the aid of another to break out. I could have done this at anytime, but I was getting help and helping others.

Anyways, we waited and I grabbed a wheelchair. When a doctor was leaving for the night, we made our attempt. The young man sat in the wheelchair, and I pushed him to the door, soon running to get around the corner. The timing was perfect. I had paced this hall so often I knew the distance.

WE WERE FREE!


I will post about my escape and escapades tomorrow. I want to tell you that I have incurred serious debt taking the advice of my friends. Several thousand dollars. I have the money, but was hoping to use it to secure property. I have been beaten by the police. I had the emergency room event from my trip, I have frostbite on my feet, and the large toe is black and the entire toenail will fall off soon. I need to have someone help me with my bills for insurance, as I haven't a clue what to do.

Still I pick myself up, and dust myself off, thank God for the life he gave me, and pray for the ones I love. Life can be a bummer, but its never gonna break my stride. Cheerio, B
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  1. mtpspur's Avatar
    I'm missing something here. I don't understand what you mean by invoking God's name as a sin. I take the phrarse to mean a praying to God by personally calling on Him such, My father, My God etc. Do you mean presumtious prayer.

    Personally I do not celebrate Lent asyou mean it. God spends enough time trimming the fat off me so to speak without me trying to lay out His game plan for my self-improvement. As to Renae (and Suzie) I would quietly enjoy their company and se what comes of it. But I suspect of late your fire is burning bright.

    Have only visited a mental ward twice and that by way of the first literally asking for directions iround 3 pm in Michigan on way to Sault St Maie MI crossing through Canada for a shortcut to New York. The other to see a rival for the affections of one lady named Mary I believe I blogged about way back when. Joe cracked under pressure and it was a sad sight.

    The registration offices of the facilities you need to send your insurance to can help with the process or call the number on your insurance card to get the ball rolling.

    Now strongly urge you to be at peace friend and be careful. Your times are becoming a bit too interesting for this couch potato and starting to be really concerned.

    With continued respect and concern, Rich
  2. B-Mental's Avatar
    This is the most powerful prayer I have ever written, and in it I presume to beilieve that I can control God. It is also the saddest thing I've ever written! http://www.online-literature.com/for...179&entry=4296
  3. motherhubbard's Avatar
    b- I'm on edge for the second half of the story! It's sad that people go in for help and find punishment- I think they don't really know what to do with mental health patients most of the time.
  4. B-Mental's Avatar
    what about the mentally healthy. I am opposed by the world. It is the cross I must bear. B
  5. 's Avatar
    yeah... I can't wait to hear the second half of this story! That is quite the cross you have to bear at least in this story... I'm quite wary of going to doctor's regarding almost anything.. I haven't been to one in almost 2 years... they seem to think because they studied medicine or minds in school, everyone else's opinion is entirely irrelevant... which is so absurd... but pyschiatrist/psychologists are dangerous, I have a friend in University get told she needed to start taking anti depressants because she was sad about her friend dying just a few days earlier... she had missed a test that was the day of the funeral and the school, of all places, made her go see a psychiatrist, as they claimed it was depression and obviously the allknowing, prescription happy psych agreed... You have a great outlook though, it is great to know there are people who know matter what is thrown at them will always pick themselves up and live!
  6. Shalot's Avatar
    B-Mental, this reminds me of high school. I went to a Catholic school and was sent to detention on more than occasion for petty infractions such as wearing the wrong kind of socks with my uniform, or wearing the wrong colored shirt. In fact, all of my detention points came from uniform infractions. I once washed my blue shirt with something red and it turned my blue shirt purple and I was sent to detention about that. I spent detention picking up cigarette butts on the school grounds.
  7. B-Mental's Avatar
    she had missed a test that was the day of the funeral and the school, of all places, made her go see a psychiatrist, as they claimed it was depression and obviously the allknowing, prescription happy psych agreed... You have a great outlook though, it is great to know there are people who know matter what is thrown at them will always pick themselves up and live!
    Thanks IC, I willl not let a doctor/idiot control me with a drug . My life is hard enough without somone trying to innoccently kill me
  8. B-Mental's Avatar
    Shalot, I too went to a catholic highschool. I got detention for an art class. We were working on making stuffed likenesses of ourselves, and one of my classmates took mine tied it to some twine and through it out the window. I was accused of this as it was mine, and I spent a week in detention. Now I should've been mad about this, but how can I get mad at a woman I'm flirting with. Nothing ever became of it, but we did once sit in a tub together. B
  9. kiz_paws's Avatar
    Pete, I am kinda worried about you, too. I think that by escaping, you have made the authorities believe that you have a reason to escape that fits their own imaginations. Yet I can certainly see that you have been improperly treated .... ahhhhh, what to do? Well, have you talked to your brother lately? Can/Will he help? I sincerely hope that you are doing ok, I am really worried, Pete. --Love Kizzo
  10. B-Mental's Avatar
    Kiz as always, I post my blog as documentation of my mistreatment. I am a very tough individual. I am a penitent man in the eyes of the Lord. Fear not for me, though I know not where I am going. B