The girl who spent 6 months in a psychiatric hospital. Me.

This is my own, true story about my 6 months in a psychiatric ward being treated for my suicide attempts, self harm, bulimia, anxiety, and PTSD


13. Admission to the psychiatric ward.

After spening 8 hours in A&E, they sent me home with an appointment to see CHAMS crisis team for 2 weeks time.

I wasnt important enough for them.

2 weeks later.

I was on my way to rochford hospital, thats where the psychiatric ward is. I spoke to two ladies called Louise and Kirsty.

They asked me a million and one questions.

After the questioning was all done they told me that they would do a school visit to me the week after.

And so the following week they came to my school. They told me the concerns they had about me.

'On a scale of 1 to 10 how suicidal are you' Louise asked.

'10' I said quietly.

Later that night my mum had a phone call. It was a thursday night, and i remember that because i go to guides on that night.

When my mum got off the phone, she came into my room, eyes streaming tears.

'Your going into poplar' she said.

'Whats poplar?' i asked.

'Its the psychiatric ward for adolecent at rochford' she said as she cried.

They had planned an admission for me the following day.. 25/5/12

The drive there was horrible. My mum had phoned up my nan and grandad, they drove 3 hours just to be here today.

The drive to rochford took around 20 minutes. When we got there i had butterflys in my stomach.

They told me i would only be there 72 hours, the initial assessment time.

I said goodbye to my mum, my nan, my grandad and my sister.

No one really knew what was happening. Or what was going to happen.

They took my bags of clothes and toiletries and searched through them. They took away my arosol dehodrant, and said i wasnt allowed that.

They got out the metal detector. It was ok, i didnt bring blades in.. not yet anyway.

They walked me through the ward. I remember adam being on shift. He was the first staff member i spoke too... i thought he was a cleaner at first.

They took me down to my room. Room 8.

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