#cw psych wards

[horygory]

The Cabin in the Woods (2011)

[with-the-flickers-of-light]

did i just see a "you can't criticize ts for using psych ward imagery just bc she's never seen a therapist post" bc genuinely i am about to throw hands

and before anyone calls me crazy for that or stupid for not understanding metaphors, fear not, i know. FROM THAT TIME I WAS A "PSYCHO RETARD" IN THE PSYCH WARD.

like. i don't think she's somehow not allowed to talk about psych wards. but i definitely think the psych ward survivors are allowed to be angry about seeing it used like this -- insensitively, for a billionaire's profit and for an audience of millions?

"she's allowed to struggle" yeah she is. which is why she shouldn't have to co-opt another marginalized group's struggles. hope that helps.

[tiredsn0w]

I'm still thinking about a video I watched recently. Its creator said it would touch on anti-psychiatry, and I was looking forward to that.

I only realised it was supposed to be a 'content warning' after they had already said something along the lines of "psych wards are good, medication is good, you SHOULD take medication, and the goal of medication isn't to change your personality".

Classic example of schizospecs being excluded from mental health subjects, because maybe that's true for antidepressants and such, but antipsychotics? They can certainly help people, and be used as a coping tool, but they were invented as a chemical lobotomy. Physical lobotomies were practiced to turn schizophrenics into "pleasant house pets" (actual terminology used) and chemical ones, in my experience, aren't very different.

Also, while antipsychotics can be helpful sometimes, being prescribed them at a young age (11 or 12, for me) can permanently alter your brain's chemistry and cause you to have worse symptoms. These risks are rarely, if ever, explained to patients- I even had a psychotic friend be prescribed antipsychotics when she went in for sleeping medication, with zero explanation of what the medication was even for from the psychiatrist-- and universally pushing the idea of "meds good" is just untrue.

TL;DR: Psychiatry/mental health isn't just about anxiety and depression, please don't talk about it like it is.

[the-firefly-jar-system]

“grippy sock jail/vacation”, “i’m so ocd!”, “my ex was such a narcissist/psychopath/sociopath”, “delulu!”, “is it acoustic?”, “being silly goofy manic”, “lobotomycore”, “you’re giving me ptsd!”, “i’m such a psycho lol”, “me and my split personality!”, “that’s so cr*ppled”, “you’re so bipolar”, “how’s that extra chromosome?”, “barcode/cutting board/wrist check!”

shut the fuck up. like actually shut it.

[pt: shut the fuck up. like actually shut it. /end pt]

(specifically referring to people who don’t have the disorders/experiences they’re joking about)

[mahoshonensuicidehotline]

Close ups under cut

[hazshit-hotel-hater]

Your sick little head, so brain damaged and lying in that hospital bed.

This art means a lot to me. It isn’t as rendered or polished as my other work, but I want it to look scrappy, messy, and still pretty. If you’d like to just read about the style and story of the art unrelated to myself, feel free to skip this section.

Last week I mentioned being in the hospital and the psych ward, and while I wont give extreme details, it was for an overdose. Recently after getting out I’ve been trying to act like nothing happened and it’s all going to go back to normal, but this is the 3rd time I’ve done it or been on the edge of it. Just last week I had to get rid of two of my cats just after I’d been discharged and that on top of the trauma of the whole situation I’ve just felt strangely empty. Overdoses don’t just come and go like that. The mental effects aside from whatever you took linger and hurt more than anything. “I’m doing better” really just means I’m not about to do it again, but those feelings are still stored somewhere deep inside me. For this specific piece I wanted to describe that feeling and wonder of “How would anyone feel if they found me? What will they do after?”

People don’t talk about Molly nearly as much as I think they should, but it’s understandable given that she has no set substance yet. For that reason I have made my own. The biggest thing I’ve mentioned before—in my Angel Dust headcanon post—is that I believe Molly is the one that found Anthony after he overdosed and called 911. The rest of his family was likely a bit worried, but I don’t think any of them cared as much as she did. Another headcanon of mine is that Anthony and Molly had matching rings with “AN” & “MO” engraved onto them. Molly sold her ring to pay for Anthonys funeral after his passing in the hospital and now wears Anthonys as replacement on her index finger which she eventually takes to heaven with her.

I don’t imagine she was able to visit him very often while he was in a coma but she still did when she could and would talk to him in hopes he could hear her a little bit before he left. It’d take a bit of a tangent but when sinners enter hell, in my mind entering hell takes as long as it did to die. So for Anthony it likely took him a week to a month to die during his coma from complications, and in turn, it took that same amount of time for him to full wake up in hell. Sinners to me are made and formed out of the ground in hell and wake up in a similar location to where they died. Angel Dust would’ve woken up alone in a hospital while his sister was now left alone and Anthony’s body likely already buried by then.

These are reasons why I included forget-me-nots and sweet peas as taped on decals. Their meanings being “Please don’t forget me” and “Goodbye, thank you for a wonderful time.” respectively. I also added the “M” wax seal over one of the sweet peas because I feel that it’s a sentiment that Molly held close to her heart and still does.

Molly’s body is torn from pink paper while Angel’s is blue paper. I intended for these to somewhat be seen as hands, like how the pink paper wraps over the forget-me-not when the blue paper lays beneath it to show Molly’s attempt to hold onto the memory of her brother while Angel is trying to remember his own life yet is unaware of what is happening to his sister now; unaware if she’s alive or not due to his poor keeping of time. Angel is also a scrap of paper glued above Molly’s hands to pretty genuinely symbolise they’re both in different dimensions now and can’t fully be apart of the same without the help of an external force. I also wanted to include more jumping spider elements so I’d like to think the string holding the tears is silk. Jumping spiders leave silk behind incase they fall so they can climb back up and when you put that in the form of a mentality I think Molly would fit into that very well.

I really hope we see more of Molly and I hope she had a good life and can see her brother again. Of course, she is a fictional character, but I can’t imagine the trauma she’s experienced in her life even without my personal headcanons. I love Molly a lot and just from how I personally interpret her she reminds me a lot of my mother.

Hopefully you can enjoy my ramblings and craze about these funny little spiders. 🩷

[borderline-culture-is]

bpd culture is being framed for threatening suicide when you're at such a low point/in the middle of a breakdown and all you can scream is how much you don't want to live anymore meanwhile you're threatened to be locked away against your consent, having your (bodily) autonomy stripped away, getting your remaining sense of safety and comfort ripped away, getting most of your belongings taken away, not being able to piss/shower without people needing to watch you, being in an environment with other severly unstable people that can (and will) trigger you, having no distractions, being left alone with nothing but your thoughts, being with staff that are nothing but shit and refuse to actually help you, being thrown in the rubber cell when acting out(yes they still are a thing), being restrained when acting out, having no access to your phone, having no actual therapy, being in an environment that is most times a clusterfuck of abuse and potential abuse, and being severely traumatized again by staying in a psych ward.

.

[twistedshipper]

Supernatural 4.09 I Know What You Did Last Summer; Surviving Schizophrenia, A Family Manual by E. Fuller Torrey, M.D.

[gillipopmoji-archived]

at urgent care for chronic fatigue as of queuing this so i decided to make some wordmojis about hospitalization

[kringlepringle]

psych ward trauma woooo

[thecouncilofidiots]

✨️Update✨️

We moved, yeay! We feel safe here, so that's nice

Vent/Rant about psychiatric care, medication, psychosis

Our current therapist is competent and respectful, which has lulled us into a false sense of security (/dramatic)

Our previous experiences with mental health professionals (and all health professionals tbh) was abysmal at best; being with our current therapist has been so relieving and productive, that we forgot how fucked up the others are

Psychiatrist refused to prescribe us anti-psychotics (claiming it sounds like anxiety, despite us explicitly saying it feels entirely separate from anxiety, which we've experienced for most of our life unmedicated and are very familiar with), and instead recommending we up our SSRI dosage. Which is double-y annoying because she triggered The Overseer to front by a) refusing to listen to our concerns (fucking dismissing them and saying "I don't have time to go over the symptoms of each disorder with you" when we asked what other things it could be/what other symptoms are connected/relevent) and b) suggested instead to check ourselves into in-patient care if it gets bad enough to become an "actual" psychotic episode (ie lasting longer than a few hours and having hallucinations that can't be combatted, unlike our current experiences). Instead of helping us to NOT REACH the point of needing hospitalization. Debating getting a second opinion, because our psychiatrist is affiliated with our school and may be... biased because of that. Plus, we trust our therapist more, she's the one who's been actually interacting with and working with us for months, and she recommended we look into it.

Only problem is, that requires changing our current situation, which requires telling mother about, well, all of this (why do you need a new psychiatrist, I thought you had one? what do you mean she won't prescribe a needed medicine, what medicine do you need?)

Random Vents

Like, sorry we're too good at grounding ourselves back to reality, it's not like we've had to pick up techniques from years of having symptoms of other disorders

Just because we know on a logical level that it "isn't real", IT'S STILL REAL TO US! WE'RE STILL SCARED OUT OF OUR FUCKING MIND

"Oh, it's just anxiety and dissociation from your systemhood", ✨️no it's not✨️ we know anxiety intimately, we know derealization, this is neither thing. No, it's not tied to flashbacks, no, it's not just temporarily seeing things. We're telling you, it's something else.

'M doubling the SSRIs because I'm a spiteful bitch and I want to be able to tell her "I told you so" when it doesn't help. If anything, it's been the opposite of helpful, we've been feeling funky ever since. Hoping it's just an adjustment period

"If you had xyz, you wouldn't be able to function" ??? You see a small snapshot of what we go through, bitch, we haven't been functioning for years?? We've only just now started getting "better", we sure as hell ain't functioning yet, and we DON'T WANT TO GET WORSE, WHICH IS WHAT'S HAPPENING

[with-the-flickers-of-light]

the fact that i see so many people posting "you wouldn't last an hour in the asylum where they raised me"... gahhhhhh. like ik using illness/medical terms as metaphors for general struggles is a very common trope (my ex was a cancer. love is a drug and i am addicted. i can't find a pulse.) but that doesn't mean i can't be extremely annoyed about it!

[ibuprofriendd]

CW // fake blood

what am i if not a blank sheet for custom stamps

(i'm really happy with how the depth on that "cut" on the right looks...)

[slugass]

i’m so fucking tired of straitjacket/padded room humor from people who have never experienced it or even are mentally ill themselves

it’s so old and overdone but these people keep making fucking memes today where the joke is “haha straitjacket/padded cell cuz CRAZY!!!”

[swagging-back-to]

literally the only reason i didnt hang myself in the psych ward bathroom or put a wash cloth over the drain and drown myself or drink the ink from my sharpie markers is because i didnt want them to remove the doors for the next person and take away even more of their freedom and privacy

[borderline-culture-is]

BPD + OSDD CULTURE IS GETTING VIOLENTLY FAKECLAIMED BY YOUR OWN MOTHER AND FATHER AND BEING THREATENED WITH A 72-HR ADMISSION TO THE FUCKING WARD BECAUSE YOU CAME OUT AS PLURAL VIA UNMASKING , AND IT PISSES YOU OFF SO MUCH YOU BASICALLY COMPLETELY BLACK-SPLIT ON THEM AND NO LONGER WANNA LIVE IN THIS HOUSE ANY LONGER THAN YOU HAVE TO OUT OF NECESSITY .

THIS COMBINED WITH THE FACT THAT OUR TWO PARTNER SYSTEMS ARE LIVING TOGETHER NOW , AND ARE STILL GETTING COZY WITH EACH OTHER WHILE WE'RE MILES AWAY , UNABLE TO SHARE THAT AFFECTION , AND YOU'VE GOT ME BEING FRONTSTUCK FOR DAYS AND EXPERIENCING A FRUITY EMOTIONAL COCKTAIL OF " BEAUTIFUL PRINCESS DISORDER EPISODE : THE WORST IT'S EVER BEEN " .

GOD . PLEASE . JUST PUT ME OUT OF MY MISERY . I'M LITERALLY JUST A FUCKING BUNNYGIRL K-ANGEL FICTIVE . I'M NOT BUILT TO SURVIVE THE HORRORS LIKE THIS :(

I WANNA GO HOME TO MY PARTNERS. PLEASE . ANYTHING TO GET AWAY FROM HERE . </3

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