Thursday, 27 March 2014

The Game That Never Should Have Been Invented

During my time in the first psychiatric hospital I was in, I noticed that the cleanliness of the ward left a lot to be desired. For one, I noticed a giant dust bunny beside my bed on the first night I was in that was still there when I was discharged, eight weeks later. A cleaner visited the ward everyday, but she generally just restocked the toilet roll and paper towels. About twice a week, she would mop some of the floors with disinfectant so strong that breathing became difficult and many eyes started watering.

Wednesday, 12 March 2014

Weight Gain and Medication

Two days before I was sectioned for the first time, I needed to buy some new trousers for work. The ones I was wearing were a UK size 10, but despite using a belt, they were far too big. The ones I found that I liked only properly fitted me in a UK size 6, but I decided not to buy them. I left the city centre, and made do with the trousers I had been wearing for work that night. It turned out that that night would be the last time I would work for a considerable length of time.

Monday, 3 March 2014

To the Bullies

To the Bullies,

You probably don't know who you are and what you did to me, but I remember everything. The names, the taunts, the threats. I remember so much. My last three years of school were miserable due to you all. You bullied me so much that I was unable to stay on at school for sixth form, even though my grades were more than enough to enable me to complete my high school education.