So summer is hitting the hospital, even the most depressed people. Otherwise knows as the peeps I'll be joining in a little while, since I'm definitely going down rapidly on the bipolar rollercoaster of doom. But I'm not here to remember that-- I'm partly here because I don't want to, although expressing myself is kind … Continue reading I Traded A Piercing For Smelly Feet
So I just got back from a smoke.. with ice cream from the dessert of today. It was glorious. Truly a heavenly combination, cigarettes and ice cream.. or cigarettes and coffee.. or cigarettes and cigarettes. I have issues. Anyways, with every day passing I'm thinking about leaving here more and more. I know it sounds … Continue reading Tobacco And Tarot Cards
Imagine waking up and having little memory of the former evening, but without a lot of booze. Everything is out of place and slowly snippets of moments come back. Fear, a weird sense of not being there, and one of the nurses taking you upstairs to your room. That's kinda how my morning went. Last … Continue reading Hangover without the drunkenness.
I just got back from smoking a cigarette, and looking out over the terrain that belongs to the hospital. It feels weird how it's obviously created with openness in mind, and yet there are camera's everywhere. Just kinda leaves you with a mental yucky taste in your mouth. I did not need that reminder. Although … Continue reading This Evening
Today was a good day. And it feels so good to be able to say that. I wake up with that feeling of wonder and freshness of the day as if I'm in an add of some sorts --Yes people, it is possible. We even had approval to visit the cinema today with some friends … Continue reading Nepenthe; The Ancient Antidepressant
I'm feeling the Seroquel withdrawls. They're getting painfully obvious now. For the record, I was on 800mg plus 45mg Truxal a day, and Zolpiden in the evenings. I'm now building down the Seroquel and they added Abilify to the happy little mix. The countdown is at 600mg now. (The Seroquel, not the Abilify thank god. … Continue reading Withdrawls. Oh And Pitcher Plants Too.
My name is Drag, I'm a young woman currently staying in the hotel that is a psychiatric hospital. I know. Shit happened and now I'm bored (and a whole lot better already) so I decided to start blogging about my experiences. When I was eighteen, I was diagnosed with bipolar disorder. Which was sadly late … Continue reading Allow me to introduce myself…