My good psychiatrist (who actually knows what she's doing) says I have OCD and that it's also likely that I have schizophrenia. I used to frequently have intrusive thoughts and voices that told me to hurt myself and other people. The
DOC raised my meds, but it wasn't working and I was afraid I'd accidentally hurt myself or somebody around me. I went to a psychiatric hospital with the intent of them just doing a checkup and putting me on a good medication and giving me good therapy.
Well, I was stuck seeping on a couch in the ER for the first night (very uncomfortable), and eating what they said was oatmeal but it tasted more like cardboard. And the next day I got moved to a unit with other people who had autism just like me, but then they decided that I was "too dangerous" (when I was actually less dangerous than all those people), so they moved me to the unit with people who had tried to kill themselves and/or kill other people. This one tiny girl tackled some security guards and then tried to go after me. So...it was "room time." I hate that. They're stereotyping me. They treated me like a criminal. And they treated me like an outcast because I barely spoke. It's always been hard for me to turn the pictures in my mind into words and the words into sound and the sound into speech.
And thank God I didn't have to go into the "quiet room." Seriously, I saw blood on the wall in there.
They even denied me access to the medications that I
need for serious medical problems. Good thing my parents busted me out of there, because that place would have driven me insane.