Is it just me or am I living in an insane asylum called Earth --and the inmates are in control, believing everything is just peachy, or would be if everyone else started believing exactly as they do without any objective evidence?
Is it just me or am I living in an insane asylum called Earth --and the inmates are in control, believing everything is just peachy, or would be if everyone else started believing exactly as they do without any objective evidence?I mostly agree. It does seem like an insane asylum with the inmates in control. The islamic states are like that, and the USA is heading in that direction.It’s scary, but at least I’m close to the end of my life, and if things get too dangerous, I will have no trouble checking-out.I sound pretty negative, but overall, things are getting better and my best guess is, the human race will probably not kill itself totally, and will eventually become rational.
Dream about Insane Asylum?
So last night i had a dream that i woke up in a prison cell. There were a bunch of people in the old, broken down prison and people said that it was an insane asylum. All the doors on the prison cells were rusty and either open or broken off. There were three parts to the asylum: The boiler room, the living area, and the place where the cells were. I was walking around the living area (there were rotting bodies in the corner of the room and gray, old couches people were sitting and talking on). I couldn't remember why i was there (i had amnesia) and i saw cigarette glasses with a bunch of razors (emo blades). everyone i tried to talk to told me why they were there. They all had some kind of mental illness. Some were even cannibals that ate dead bodies in the corner. There was this one African american girl who looked like she was 20. She had blonde hair, but half of her head was shaved. One of her eyes were pale and the other was bright green. She had sharpened, rotten teeth. She was the only one who seemed normal, even though she was the only one who looked like a monster. She said that she was there because she cut herself, and they wouldn't let anyone leave. The people that wanted us to be here would drop us off, then wait for us to die from starvation. That's all she said and when ever i tried to talk to her again, she would just growl or make grunting noises. There was this blonde boy my age (thirteen) and he had schizophrenia and multiple personalities. He helped me find out why i went there; because i was raped and i wouldn't just let it go. Apparently i had a really bad anxiety disorder ever since i was raped and i was sent there. I remember running around trying to find a way out, and in the boiler room i except with the boy and some other random people. Then, there was a rainbow in the sky and soon there were 4 or 5 more. Then the rainbows all turned into circles and i was flipping out (because i love rainbows lol). That's all i can remember... any thoughts?
What was it like to live in an insane asylum in the early 1900s?
An asylum would have been a terrifying experience to anyone in the early 1900s. There would be patients who are genuinely mentally ill. Although, even common mental illnesses like depression and mild phobias could result in being committed. Many of the patients would be intellectually, and or physically disabled. Women who rebelled against their families would be committed, as would anyone non-heterosexual. Any behavior considered aberrant or embarrassing could result in commitment. Patients would be chained and regularly abused both in fruitless attempts at therapy, and through neglect and cruelty. Patients would usually live the rest of their lives and die in the Asylum. They would be drugged and experimented on. There were many well-meaning Doctors and orderlies, but it was the dawn of psychology and an Asylum would be a brutal existence.
What's it like to be in an insane asylum?
I was checked into a mental asylum two years ago for severe depression and a suicide attempt. When I arrived, they checked through all of my belongings; including every page of the books that I arrived with. After they cleared everything as safe, which took four days, I was allowed to have them in my room. The first night there they informed me that my door was to remain opened or someone would sit in my room with me instead of periodically checking on me. The next morning, I was awakened at roughly six in the morning. They handed me a plastic bag with soaps, a tooth-brush, and deodorant; after I was finished with these, I was required to hand them back in for safety concerns (this applied to everyone). After hygiene was taken care of all of the other patients and I were told to form a straight-line, facing a large door; it was time for breakfast. When you get into the breakfast room, the door is automatically locked when it’s closed and three to four guards are watching at all times. After breakfast, the majority of the day is basically learning coping skills and talking about your life with professionals there. On top of that, they create a list of medication that you will take; by the way, when it’s time to take your medication, you go to a secure room on-by-one and are watched to make sure you have actually swallowed the medication. After some more therapy, there is some down time where you can: watch a selected show on a single screen in the lobby, do homework in a secure room, or sit there and do nothing. You are not allowed to go outside. You are not allowed to sleep in and you are not allowed to go to sleep early. If you create any problems, they give you a sedative of some sort and you’re knocked out for several hours. If problems continue, you’re kept two weeks until you’re transferred to a facility in Illinois ( the one I was in is in Indiana. The one in Illinois is for “harder-nuts-to-crack” I suppose. I never asked because I never went.). After six days they decided I was well enough to leave; but not before a special test. They suspected I had Asperger’s Syndrome ( I didn’t get along well with the other patients, I was socially awkward and didn’t want to socialize in the first place, and came off as very intelligent) due to a list of characteristics I exhibit. It isn’t a pleasant place, but it’s not supposed to be; you’re there to get help, not have fun.
Do insane asylums still exist?
They aren't called that any more, but they still exist in the United States, and are still abusive and treat their patients like absolute shit. They are now called "psychiatric hospitals" or "psych wards." They still force you to do things against your will, keep you locked inside, call you horrible things and belittle you, study you like you're an object, and restrain you when you weren't even harming anybody.I had a panic attack because a nurse touched me without asking, I was then thrown to the ground by three security officers and forced into a straight jacket. I was just crying and breathing heavily. Not hurting myself or others.If you or someone you know is mentally ill and need help, even suicidal, do NOT call authorities for help if you really want them to get better. Stay with them and comfort them/find someone who can comfort you and watch you who you trust. My depression and dissociative episodes only got worse after I left that "hospital" because of the abuse I endured, and I lost weight after being forced to eat things I can't and then throwing up. They treat you like animals, and most of them don't even care. The ones who do don't have enough power to do anything to stop it. Next thing you know you're in a room with a doctor asking personal questions about your gender and sexuality and "what caused it."I can't stress it enough, don't send someone you love there, don't admit yourself unless you are seriously going to hurt someone else. If you're going to hurt yourself find a family member or friend to watch you, don't risk the chance of it not being a "nice" hospital.
A baby born in an insane asylum?
I would imagine someone that has to be committed to an asylum is unable to care for even themselves. It would probably be in the child's best interest to be adopted or fostered. I guess it depends what exactly is wrong with the parents but it doesn't make sense to raise a child in a completely isolated environment among people that could potentially hurt the child without being responsible for it by reason of insanity. A parent that had no hope of recovery and that knew that they could never provide a stable life for the child - would probably want to give the child any chance they could to have as normal a life as possible. Of course the staff would be healthy but the possibility that this child might have no interaction with other healthy children is a frightening possibility. I think it's far more likely that the child would develop issues and be unable to learn how to cope in the outside world and end up needing to live in such an isolated way. Of course humans often rise above their circumstances...but it would be a cruel experiment to find out how well the child might adjust.
Can i put myself in a insane asylum?
You don't want to be put in there. It won't make you feel any better about yourself. I work at a mental/Drug & Alcohol hospital. I'm 18 and I work there as a tech on kids. It's not an asylum, but it's probably the type of place where you would be sent. The insane asylum is for the truly uncontrollable and the criminals. You really don't want to be emitted. The food is awful, you have zero privacy, it's depressing, it's dirty, most people unfortunately don't care about you here, and the adolescent unit is almost as bad as adult four. And Adult four is for people who should be in an insane asylum or are hovering borderline. If you really feel up for it just say you want to kill yourself. It's the easiest way to get in. Tell your parents or even call someplace yourself. Although, you're probably going to put on suicide watch and someone's going to sit outside your door and watch you sleep. That's really not fun. Also being sent to a place like this is put on your record. I don't think it has a major effect on colleges, but I imagine it decreases your choices of jobs. It will always be there on your record, lingering. Do you really want that there? Look everything's going to be okay. Trust me. If you need someone to talk to or you need help sorting something out, feel free to hit me up an email. If your upset about something you can change it. Nothing in life is permanent. Just to add what pisses me off is when I see kids like you or when parents come in with their kids because they can't take care for them. The kids all have it on there records, get expose to terrible behavior, and get put on meds when they don't need to be. It screws up their lives. Don't make this an option.