I’m not sure what you’re implying, but this has not been my experience in the US. Which country are you referring to?
After I was released, there were no follow ups or anything like that. It wasn’t exactly easy to get back on my feet, but I’ve been living a normal and independent life for years.
Not great but better. There will always be bad days.
We thought I lost my cat and I was only a few months from being inpatient the first time. So I took a knife, turned off my phone, got in my car and started driving to where I was going to kill myself. After about 30 minutes I thought better of it and pulled over and called my wife. She already had local PD there. I talked to them while they had the county sheriff come get me. They held me until my wife cane and got me. Then back into inpatient I went.
ETA: Cat got in behind a wall and decided to hang for awhile. We found out that he was back out while we were driving back.
I’m glad your cat was fine and just being a goober, and not anything more serious. I’m also glad to hear that you’re doing any amount of better. Progress is very rarely a straight line, and almost always includes ups and downs.
How was your experience during inpatient care? Did it align or differ from the experiences discussed in this thread so far?
Effectively, yes, as long as the “”“right”“” person talks them down. Say bye bye to ever having an independent, normal life afterwards.
I’m not sure what you’re implying, but this has not been my experience in the US. Which country are you referring to?
After I was released, there were no follow ups or anything like that. It wasn’t exactly easy to get back on my feet, but I’ve been living a normal and independent life for years.
The police released me into the custody of my wife. They did pat me down and put me in the back of a cruiser so I wouldn’t hurt myself.
I hope you’re doing better now. What were the circumstances that led to police involvement and what happened afterwards (if you don’t mind me asking)?
Not great but better. There will always be bad days.
We thought I lost my cat and I was only a few months from being inpatient the first time. So I took a knife, turned off my phone, got in my car and started driving to where I was going to kill myself. After about 30 minutes I thought better of it and pulled over and called my wife. She already had local PD there. I talked to them while they had the county sheriff come get me. They held me until my wife cane and got me. Then back into inpatient I went.
ETA: Cat got in behind a wall and decided to hang for awhile. We found out that he was back out while we were driving back.
I’m glad your cat was fine and just being a goober, and not anything more serious. I’m also glad to hear that you’re doing any amount of better. Progress is very rarely a straight line, and almost always includes ups and downs.
How was your experience during inpatient care? Did it align or differ from the experiences discussed in this thread so far?