The hall way of doom.

Restraint used wrongly

The day I got sectioned under the mental health act was horrific, I had done a serious attempt on my life that landed me in resus on oxygen and monitors for quote a few hours. Once, I was medically fit to be seen by the mental health team I was taken to what they call the 136 suits. There were 3 trained professionals and me in this tiny little room with just a sofa in it, and it's not a sofa like you think . It's one of those plastic uncomfortable green sofas. I was asked numerous questions such as "Do you want to kill yourself?." Followed by "Can you keep yourself safe in the community?." Overall I didn't have much say on any of these questions with what had happened early in the morning. I answered them questions so quickly and while lying, saying I could keep myself safe and that I didn't want to kill myself. They disappeared for a good half hour to then come back to inform me that I have been detained under section 2 of the mental health act. At this point, I tried running, I'd tired hurting myself, I'd tried fighting with police and security to get out. But it was no good I was stuck there. Stuck in the dark hole of misery. I waited 7 days for a mental health bed, and in the space of 7 days, my mind had completely dissolved into nothing but mush. I didn't know what was what and who was who at this point I could be anyone I wanted and no one would question it. I arrived at the psychiatric ward and was led straight to room 1. What in that ward was called the "suicide watch room". Every time I would end up in that ward, I would always be in room 1. I hated that room because of all the trauma I had received in that room, well, that whole ward. I got in my room and didn't even unpack my belongings before a girl next door who I despise started kicking off and screaming and shouting. Now I have autism and I hate it when it's loud, and it's all kicking off and putting me in room 1 just topped it off as it's right by everything like the lounge, dining room and sitting areas what tend to get very loud. I always get distressed when I hear loud banging or shouting. I tend to shut down and shrivel into a corner and cry. When I get distressed, it turns into an uproar. I can't regulate my emotions or actions in that short space of time, and that causes me to either hurt myself or go on a rampage screaming and shouting. This always results in restraints being used to stop me from hurting myself.  In some sense, I understand restraint, but when it's not used correctly and leaves you with marks like the picture above, then it's questionable. There's restraint to prevent further harm, and then there's restraint to cause harm. And many people will say well if you fought with them, you will end up with bruises on you like that. NO, YOU DO NOT GET BRUISES LIKE THAT OFF ANY SORT OF RESTRAINT! Restraint is supposed to be used as last resort, but in many places like the place I was in, it isn't used as last resort. It's used straight away, so that means no talking you down, no talking to you all together. No offering of PRN like lorazepam or diazapam, nothing just restrained to the floor or mattress and have a big ass need shoved into your top of your bottom and sedated to give the nurses and support workers an easy life. It's not even human to restrain someone. It's basically legalised assault. You think about it if you where on the streets and seen someone I don't know maybe trying to jump off a bridge or hurting themselves or even a fight in the streets and you stopped them or it from happening by putting your hands on them. They could get you charged with assault and you could very much get in a lot of trouble for that. Now, visereverse the same thing, but it's legalised to stop someone from hurting themselves. It shouldn't make a difference whether someone is on a mental health act or in the streets.