I know that sounds weird. And it's more a love-hate relationship I have with psyche wards.

Here's what I hate: no smoking. no coffee, no going outside when I want to.

But I miss the multiple daily counseling and group sessions. I miss the feeling of hope that things will get better when I leave. Everything is so easy. No groceries to buy, no meals to fix, no laundry to wash, someone gives me my meds, three hot meals a day, a regular bed time, and having conversations with other people that have mental illness. I miss the other patients, though some were annoying....I liked most of them and there was always someone to talk to.

I don't want to go back there any time soon, for sure. But they helped me alot and sometimes dealing with the complications and difficulties in my life makes me miss the psyche ward and the shear simplicity.