StonedBob said:
Why would you like to go in one of these?
I wouldn't. But I've been in one against my will before. It's amazing how easily you can end up in there when certain doctors misjudge you as extremely depressed/suicidal. I am very wary of talking to some doctors because I know if I say the wrong thing they could take it and run and have me escorted to a hospital for a few day's stay. I never would have believed how easy it can happen until it happened to me. The memoir "Girl, Interrupted" by Susanna Kaysen has some eerie similarities to my own experience in one of these places, which, I might add, could easily do more harm than good to anyone unfortunate enough to get stuck there.
First they try to make it seem like everything is fine, that they understand you're just severely social phobic and a bit depressed, but if they make up their mind that yourself someone a danger to yourself or even just too dysfunctional in your life, (agoraphobic), perhaps the next thing you'll know is that a band with your name is being wrapped around your arm and they're taking your shoelaces, belt, and dignity.
Anyway, the reason I brought this all up is because tomorrow I'm going to a crisis center to see if I can get a referral to speak to a therapist and get medication and that sort of stuff. But I'm dreading it because the crisis center is located right next to the hospital I was put in, and my father is insisting that he comes with me so he can "tell them everything" that's been going on with me. I'm not usually so defensive, but in this case I can't help it.