I remember almost nothing from my IP experience as a teenager but as an adult, it was nothing like that. I went to the university hospital so my pdoc could still have control of my meds. It was filled with the sickest of the sick. There were two 1/2 hour groups (except on the weekend--there were none). Other than that, the only structure, was breakfast, lunch, dinner, snack, and meds. You could use the phone as often as you needed between 8 AM - 10 PM (approximately) and there were 3 visitation hours. It was more just a safe place and it was boring as hell. Your experience sounds much better than mine!
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Every finger in the room is pointing at me
I want to spit in their faces then I get afraid of what that could bring
I got a bowling ball in my stomach I got a desert in my mouth
Figures that my courage would choose to sell out now
Tori Amos ~ Crucify
Dx: Schizoaffective Disorder
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