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Best of luck to ya, Slaughter. I don't really have anything to say because I don't know what to say in that kind of situation.

That turned out to be just another shitshow. Went in around 10:00, talked to someone for a couple minutes, got strapped down and sent to the ER. No one was telling me what the fuck was going on. Had security strip me down and take me to a holding area. A nurse asked me all the same questions the other place did, then asked what I took. The confusion gets worse at this point, because I didn't take shit, so I didn't know what the fuck she was on about. I told her as much. Now she's confused and I have to wait for a doctor. Doctor shows up a couple hours later. Asks the same questions, I give the same answers. Again, confusion. He doesn't know why I'm there. Tells me to wait for the shrink. Shrink shows up a couple hours later. Asks the same questions, I give the same answers. Yet again, confusion. She doesn't know why I'm there. Tells me to wait for a doctor. A few more hours go by, no doc. She comes back and says I shouldn't be there(no shit) and is trying to figure out what to do with me.

My main concern at this point is getting back to my car which has all my shit in it and is parked 20 minutes away at the place I originally went to. Get a whole lot of nothing in the way of answers until about 6:00, when the shrink says she's trying to find me a ride. Haven't eaten since 7:00 in the morning, so they got me some hospital food. Get told I have to wait for a shift change at 7:30 to get the ride. I wait. It's now 8:00 and I'm still sitting on a gurney in a hallway in a gown and the shrink(the only one that seems to know what the fuck is going on) has left for the day. A little after 9:00 someone finally just calls me an uber to take me back to my car. I found a shitty cheap hotel for the night and got a couple hours sleep between all the yelling, dogs barking, and other nonsense.

So, now I dunno what the fuck I'm doing. The shrink wanted me to go to some other place for help, but anger is overriding that. As with every other time I've tried to get helped, instead I got screwed, so I'm not going there.

I spent four days in a psych ward back in my junior year of college. I don't personally think it helped one bit; if anything, I was more depressed when I got out than beforehand. Struck me as a waste of time.

I hope something goes your way, and I also wish I could help in some capicity, as others have said. I truly wish you the best possible.