Well its like a family reunion when I get put into this one particular hospital. I don't mind that one at all and don't feel too much shame when you meet other patients that have respectable careers and aren't crazy like you would think psych patients are.

But in 2015, I felt a lot of shame being put in a local hospitals 7th floor. I graduated with about 5 employees, played baseball growing up with the head nurse. And it didn't help that I was in a psychotic depression. I was so stressed my hair was falling out in clumps (it since stopped) I couldn't eat and I was down about 30lbs from my usual weight. I understand hippa, but at this point I feel like my mental illness is well known around the community. Even though I don't see anyone really I used to go to school with or know, the shame is still there. I try to avoid popular hotspots around town where I might be spotted.

In reality , people probably have no idea what is going on with me, there too worried about themselves.