Days after I was brought into CAHMS. My parents explained everything to them. I was clearly ill and was diagnosed with an episode of physcosis. They kept an eye on me and put me on some medication called arapriprazol which I felt there were side effects that damaged me but in the long term made me better. Arapriprazol has helped me gain confidence and come back to my near self.
After receiving the diagnosis I felt better but at the same time worse, as no one new what was going on exactly inside my head. I new from that day that I needed to work to get me back as my brain chemistry had changed.
I think a few days after I had gone missing from home were I was gone from home letting the impractical joker's lead me away from my house in directions I couldn't recognise properly. Anyway about an hour later my mum found me on the way back from work as I was walking toward the bridge thinking about giving up. My mum saved my life on that days which I will never forget. I don't know how long after but I had this massive panic attack that I thought a lady called Janet was dying and that I had to keep her alive so I could survive. I know this sounds a bit selfish but it was my natural instinct.
My heart rate went up to 190 beats but when the ambulance got there I was much calmer allowing the paramedic to do vitals and what not. Anyway I was in hospital for 3 days and the mental health team gave the help I needed.
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Vicious Circles
General FictionIt's all about me Jack and my Physchosis, a short story on how I got here and it was not easy.
