AnnaJaspers
Experienced
- Jul 2, 2019
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Long story, perhaps we could get a discussion going about "interventions" from family members or friends.
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I accidentally opened up to the wrong friend about feeling suicidal and she called the cops on me. Luckily I was able to talk them into not taking me to the crisis center. It wouldn't be so bad if u aren't at risk of being held and like losing your housing and car etc. It would only make life worse to be held but not treated just held for a while. There is sadly lack of resources to treat complex pstd unless u are rich in the US. I read this article about how it takes years of therapy for what I've got going on. Dissociation, flashbacks etc. Just chiming in :)Long story, perhaps we could get a discussion going about "interventions" from family members or friends.
Ask me anything.
I accidentally opened up to the wrong friend about feeling suicidal and she called the cops on me. Luckily I was able to talk them into not taking me to the crisis center. It wouldn't be so bad if u aren't at risk of being held and like losing your housing and car etc. It would only make life worse to be held but not treated just held for a while. There is sadly lack of resources to treat complex pstd unless u are rich.
Yes it changed the relationship. I pulled away more because I can't afford that to happen again. The thing with that friend is that I'm aware she has a lack of awareness/insight so anybody who knows her understands you have to watch what u say but I had a weak moment. She tends to blow things out of proportion and very reactive. It is likely she has a Cluster B personality disorder but because she has redeeming qualities she could be fun to spend time with.Did you feel your friend violated your trust? I sure as hell felt violated, especially because this person won't even talk to me except the seldom text or email and it's hardly a convo (ie I am ignored and disrespected).
I wasn't home so I didn't have to go through what you went through which much have been traumatic. My neighbor emailed me the next day and said the cops were looking for me. I called the police station and they told me who called.
Yea that's how u know this system has little to do with compassionate care and not trying to do more harm. How horrible that they treat someone already suffering that way.My therapist called the police on me. They came into my house with guns drawn. I was handcuffed and driven to the emergency room.
My therapist called the police on me. They came into my house with guns drawn. I was handcuffed and driven to the emergency room.
Yeah, fucking snakes. I have respect for people who come at me like lions... But not snakes...People will call the cops for vindictive reasons. Friends, family, and people pretending to be family are the worst.
Same thing happened to me... My friend had police sent over to my place because I had told her how depressed I was, and that I wish I was not alive. Luckily I was not home when they came.Did you feel your friend violated your trust? I sure as hell felt violated, especially because this person won't even talk to me except the seldom text or email and it's hardly a convo (ie I am ignored and disrespected).
I wasn't home so I didn't have to go through what you went through which much have been traumatic. My neighbor emailed me the next day and said the cops were looking for me. I called the police station and they told me who called.
I found out the hard way soon or later they will stab you in the back . And not tell you why you have split up so you mever know what you did. So in the end you stop having friends.Having "friends" in most cases, is more of a liability than having companions in your life...
I was texting a friend about how my tolerance for sleeping pills was increasing the longer I took them, I was up to xxxx (not sure but I guess it would scare someone without medical knowledge). Anyway, I fell asleep and next thing I know, police and paramedics and firemen are banging the door, front and back, ready to break in. I open the door, they shove me onto the couch, shine a flashlight in my eye and say I look stoned/overmedicated. They take my vitals, one cop goes to my room and pulls out my box of meds and asks what is each one for. The medics try to put an oxygen mask on me and they are ready to cart me off on a stretcher. I explain the situation, and after two hours, they check with their supervisor and make me sign an AMA and reluctantly left. I actually had not taken anything to sleep before the cops came but I certainly did when they left.
What happened was my friend read about how many pills I was taking (disregarding my high tolerance), freaked out and when I did not respond, they emailed/called their psychiatrist who advised her to call the cops. She did not know where I lived but told them the name of my psychiatrist. To this day I don't know if they contacted my psych for my address or if they just looked it up. Needless to say, I no longer speak to this friend or trust them or anyone.
2nd incident:
A government department made a monumental mistake and could not immediately fix it because it was late in the day. I was upset obviously and after about an hour on the phone, I was tired and realized that there was nothing to be done that night so I told them I was going home, thank you very much, goodbye. (I was at the bank at the time, the bank could not do anything either, but they had both screwed up.) The government employee would not let me off the phone. They said I sounded upset. (Duh of course.) I said yes, of course, but you can't do anything so I'm going home. Sounds reasonable, no?
Well 30 min after i get home, the cops and medics are at my door. No joke. They called the cops on me. Same deal, took my vitals, wanted to haul me in for high blood pressure (haha who wouldn't have HBP) and I refused again, signed an AMA. After they left, i took a large fistful of pills, I was so traumatized by 1) the previous police visit 2) my personal situation and 3) the 2nd cop/medic visit.
I once accidentally OD'd on my antidepressant meds (forgetting I had taken it, repeated this two days in a row) along with some benzos because of a migraine, ended up at the hospital, after 7h observation they sent me to the psych ward where i had to again argue my case and managed to talk myself out of hospitalization.
I'll be damned of either my psych or therapist reads this but I'm never admitting to any intent, plans or means... ever. To anyone. Haha except here. So far this forum is helping me stay out of trouble with impulsivity and I have not and won't be posting about any imminent CTB plans at least not on this public platform.
I wish there was a way to delete certain posts, mostly the ones I spoke about my psych/therapist. I doubt they care to sift through all these posts and members anyway, they'd be happy to not have to deal with me anymore. Can I ghost them beforehand? Or is that suspicious?
Well, it sounds like you have been through a lot of bad stuff. I can relate to similar situations.When I was a teenager, my therapist went behind my back and got my psychiatrist and some random social worker I had never even met to sign a petition to a judge to have me put on a suicide hold. I never had even expressed anything about suicide, but my therapist said to the judge that I was showing signs of psychosis.
I was home alone and two cops showed up, forced their way in, handcuffed me and drove me to the county mental hospital adolescent ward in the back of a squad car. A few months after, there was a news story about convicted sex offenders being held in the same facility as the adolescent psych ward I had been in. Such great help from these people!