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waitingforrest
Elementalist
- Dec 27, 2021
- 842
Just went in for a health checkup in years because I have this really annoying cyst and rashes. I was feeling a bit more trusting to go, what's there worst that could happen? So I go into the doctor's office and explain my symptoms, they don't really believe me and then start the general physical exam and find nothing. (No shit Sherlock, the cyst was under the skin) And this is where all hell breaks loose.
They then find my sh scars.
They then start blaming all my symptoms on my "mental instability". That I was just imagining that there were things under my skin and I was just imagining things and that the rashes were just birthmarks. So I say fuck it, and try to just leave and check out. But they stop me and pull out those STUPID FUCKING WORDS, "I am worried about your safety."
Hell no, I plan to not go and I explained to the dumbass emergency responders that this was all just a misunderstanding, I did not try to ctb by sh and I am not currently suicidal, that I don't sh to die. Literally no one would be successful in ctb with tiny cat scratches otherwise veterinarians would be dropping like flies. All I got was two shots in the ass because I was resistant and restrained to the dumb bed table thing. They had the fucking nerve to say that they where helping me.
So I get into the er and act like a bitch. I literally have no idea why I am here, the sh wasn't even recent or bad enough to get stitches. I wasn't even suicidal till they wanted to strip me and get me admitted. (They didn't after I spent 30 mintues yelling the worst profanities I knew from the dictionary) Psychiatrist comes in and asks me some questions, at some point they stop me and ask why am I even here. I still don't have any idea. After being stuck there five hours listening to babies cry and staring at the ceiling listening to that mind torture that is the robotic announcements to wash your hands, the psych team said I was doing just fine and to just continue to go to therapy and I escaped from jail. And that was the backstory of how I became a villian and planned to take over the world.
And yes, the apple juice I stole was great.
Well, not really. I just when home and just took a knife and carved that fucker out and put a nice ol' band-aid over it.
Never again.
They then find my sh scars.
They then start blaming all my symptoms on my "mental instability". That I was just imagining that there were things under my skin and I was just imagining things and that the rashes were just birthmarks. So I say fuck it, and try to just leave and check out. But they stop me and pull out those STUPID FUCKING WORDS, "I am worried about your safety."
Hell no, I plan to not go and I explained to the dumbass emergency responders that this was all just a misunderstanding, I did not try to ctb by sh and I am not currently suicidal, that I don't sh to die. Literally no one would be successful in ctb with tiny cat scratches otherwise veterinarians would be dropping like flies. All I got was two shots in the ass because I was resistant and restrained to the dumb bed table thing. They had the fucking nerve to say that they where helping me.
So I get into the er and act like a bitch. I literally have no idea why I am here, the sh wasn't even recent or bad enough to get stitches. I wasn't even suicidal till they wanted to strip me and get me admitted. (They didn't after I spent 30 mintues yelling the worst profanities I knew from the dictionary) Psychiatrist comes in and asks me some questions, at some point they stop me and ask why am I even here. I still don't have any idea. After being stuck there five hours listening to babies cry and staring at the ceiling listening to that mind torture that is the robotic announcements to wash your hands, the psych team said I was doing just fine and to just continue to go to therapy and I escaped from jail. And that was the backstory of how I became a villian and planned to take over the world.
And yes, the apple juice I stole was great.
Well, not really. I just when home and just took a knife and carved that fucker out and put a nice ol' band-aid over it.
Never again.