It goes so fast, he thought, they don't tell you that, how fast it goes...
S.E. HintonMots clés life classic dark vampire emotional asylum mental-hospital
He'll have to do without me, Jamie thought, not looking back. And then clearly, as if he'd been told, he knew Grenville /could/ do without him. There was somewhere else he had to go now, somewhere else he had to be.
S.E. HintonMots clés life death dark light vampire emotional sailor asylum mental-hospital
Right there in that room, listening to the tape Laura gave me, I decided that I wanted something more than what I’d allowed myself to become. Listening to the voices and piano notes fade in and out, I decided that I wanted to be happy. If I had to fight for things in life, I wanted to fight for something bigger than the right to eat with a fork. I wanted to love and be loved and feel alive. I had no idea how to find my way, but listening to that music wash over me, I felt, for the first time, that the struggle I faced would be worth it.
Eric NuzumMots clés inspirational music mental-health mental-hospital
Eventually I had gotten it together enough to call her. I did so partly to let her know where I was and partly to almost brag about where I was. Whenever I’d get morose, sulky, or stuck somewhere between crabby and suicidal, she was quick to say something disarming or indirectly tell me things weren’t that bad. Laura wasn’t exactly dismissive of my feelings, but I often left our conversations feeling like she didn’t quite get how harsh things felt for me—or at least that she wasn’t willing to acknowledge it. This frustrated and upset me. I spent so much time trying to hide the depths of my feelings and the clusterfuckedness of my life from everyone, except her. The one person I was honest with was often telling me that I was being too dramatic, or overdramatic, or overthinking things, or would I just please change the subject. It wasn’t like she didn’t believe me—it was more like she questioned why I let things bother me so much. In a small way, ending up in the mental ward was a strange kind of validation for me. Being in Timken Mercy proved that when I was insisting that things were terrible, and she kept insisting that they weren’t, they were, in fact, kind of terrible.
Eric NuzumMots clés mental-health mental-hospital
The old joke is that psychiatrists are doctors who can't stand the sight of blood. Maybe they can't stand it, but if they work where I work, they damn well better get used to it.
At least surgeons and prizefighters get to wear gloves
Mots clés psychology satire suspense psychiatry crime-fiction south-carolina charleston police-corruption mental-hospital investigative-reporter
Jail was preferable. There they only limited you physically. In a mental ward they tampered with your soul and worldview and mind.
John Kennedy TooleMots clés mental-hospital confederacy-of-dunces
My mother's mouth drops. 'Emmy...don't say those things Emmy. Remember, we don't talk about those things.'
'Yes Mom. I remember. That's why I'm here, looking like this.'
An orderly knocks on the door and announces that visiting time is over.
My mother and I look at each other awkwardly, and hug.
'I love you,' she says.
'I love you too, Mom.'
'You aren't telling them too much are you?' she asks, afraid.
I sign. 'No Mommy, I'm not.'
She's visibly relieved. She leaves the room.
The orderley comes back and escorts me back into the main room.
I just sit and laugh to myself."
(after Emmy's suicide attempt) ~ The Finer Points of Becoming Machine
Mots clés lies secrets denial suicide avoidance suicide-attempt dysfunctional-families mental-hospital emotional-abuse bad-parenting suicdality
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