New Mental Hospital Experience
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Dernière publication sam., avr. 25, 2015
On 20 February, 2015, my mom and her friend picked me up from Parkridge Valley Hospital in Chattanooga, TN and transported me to Laurel Heights Hospital in Atlanta, GA. This is my true story that will pretty much cover everything that I remember happened, from the day that I was admitted, to the day that I was discharged. I will describe my experience, all of the feelings that I felt, everything that I witnessed, and how I survived that horrible month at Laurel Heights. I have many interesting, horrifying, and crazy stories from this place that I will add into this story. If you have never been a patient of a mental hospital before, this should be a fascinating read for you, especially if you love psychology, or anything that can get quite crazy or intense. If you have been to a mental hospital before, hopefully you will be able to relate at some points of my story, and if you'd like, you can share some of your experiences in the comments as well. Not all mental hospitals are like this. The hospital that I was transported from, Valley, is far more civilized than this place is, and far more hygienic. Every mental hospital is different, has different rules, is set up differently, treats patients differently, and such. This such story, however, can help you to realize that there are hospitals like this one, and perhaps even worse. I hope you enjoy reading my experience here. :)
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