Psychosis is not fun. I found it recently, and required a hospital admission to recover. Eight days I spent in the hospital… and I could not have learned more about my mental health in the process.
Initially, we had called the ambulance because my partner was overwhelmed, but he ended up driving me to the next city’s hospital, because I did not want to go to the one I work at as a nurse.
I know everyone and did not want to expose myself to them. It was the best decision of my life. I went to triage at the hospital and told her I was severely struggling with my mental health and “needed to be admitted.” She just looked at me in awe and accepted my request.
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