Adventure

“Why I’m Done Being a ‘Good’ Mentally-Ill Person”

Things that came to mind while reading this:

Being allowed to take the tape dispenser into my room while hospitalized at an inpatient behavioral health unit.

Being allowed to hang things on the wall in my room in the behavioral health unit.

Being allowed to watch Harry Potter on the tv in the tv room even though a committee had voted and decided ⚯͛△⃒⃘H.P. Wasn’t appropriate for the inpatient behavioral health setting because of Dobby’s self-harm.

Being allowed to order grilled cheese and macaroni and cheese for basically every meal that wasn’t breakfast because I’m a VERY picky eater.

Never being told I couldn’t have pain medication even though I saw it denied to other patients.

Being allowed to hang out at the nurse’s station when I couldn’t sleep.

Being told at my last visit with a P.A. a few days ago that she couldn’t wait to see me on tv one day for something wonderful I will do.

Privilege is real and insidious.

Please read this article: Why I’m Done Being a “Good” Mentally-Ill Person