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noname223
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- Aug 18, 2020
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I am currerntly in this clinic. I have made a lot of new experiences but I don't have the time to post all of them. Soon I am out there and I am scared to relapse.
This clinic is for severe cases in crisis situations. Many of us are suicidal.
There is one person who crashes the total wreck meter. I am a total wreck too and they notice that. They are less strict with me when it comes to breaking rules. Still I try to be compliant as good as possible.
I could describe the person very vividly but maybe he would be too easy to identify. It is the same person I met years ago in that clinic. 4 years ago he explained to everyone that he planning to become chancellor of Germany and that he searches for an apartment in the capital. I tried to be respectful and I was that.
Now 4 years later he deteriorated so fucking much. It is terrifiying how much a person can be a wreck. I think his mental torment started when his former gf committed suicide when he was 20 years old. I ask myself whether that's the full truth/only reason. I am scared to deteriorate like him if I don't kill myself.
He is in a horrfying condition. He said sometimes he wakes up at night talks with his TV and thinks his TV was his dead mom and shit like that.
He barely has any teeth anymore. This must hurt like hell.
He is currently under a benzo withdrawal. I experienced that in a light version and it was insane pain.
So he comes to our group session. Many hours too late for our clinic start. I think literally anyone except him would be kicked out after that. Others were kicked out because of way less.
We are asked how we are doing. And then his response starts with "At least I am still alive..." It was very hard not to start laughing. (I was like "bro what the fuck" in my head) I kind of chuckled but had to suppress it. I think it is not good to make fun of him because he still feels like it was good when he is alive. It is just diametrical to my own situation, condition and feelings. I hope every single night I don't wake up the next day. And he in clear severe, longterm torture still iis glad to be alive? Do we belong to the same species? It feels insane to me. I have never seen a wreck like him. Holy shit. I cannot fathom how he still maintains a will to live. But something else that wonders me. He has a girfriend. How? I am kind of jealous. However, I hope things improve for him. I think he is no bad person. And I would interact more with him but honestly he smells horrible and disgusting and I am not sure why.
This clinic is for severe cases in crisis situations. Many of us are suicidal.
There is one person who crashes the total wreck meter. I am a total wreck too and they notice that. They are less strict with me when it comes to breaking rules. Still I try to be compliant as good as possible.
I could describe the person very vividly but maybe he would be too easy to identify. It is the same person I met years ago in that clinic. 4 years ago he explained to everyone that he planning to become chancellor of Germany and that he searches for an apartment in the capital. I tried to be respectful and I was that.
Now 4 years later he deteriorated so fucking much. It is terrifiying how much a person can be a wreck. I think his mental torment started when his former gf committed suicide when he was 20 years old. I ask myself whether that's the full truth/only reason. I am scared to deteriorate like him if I don't kill myself.
He is in a horrfying condition. He said sometimes he wakes up at night talks with his TV and thinks his TV was his dead mom and shit like that.
He barely has any teeth anymore. This must hurt like hell.
He is currently under a benzo withdrawal. I experienced that in a light version and it was insane pain.
So he comes to our group session. Many hours too late for our clinic start. I think literally anyone except him would be kicked out after that. Others were kicked out because of way less.
We are asked how we are doing. And then his response starts with "At least I am still alive..." It was very hard not to start laughing. (I was like "bro what the fuck" in my head) I kind of chuckled but had to suppress it. I think it is not good to make fun of him because he still feels like it was good when he is alive. It is just diametrical to my own situation, condition and feelings. I hope every single night I don't wake up the next day. And he in clear severe, longterm torture still iis glad to be alive? Do we belong to the same species? It feels insane to me. I have never seen a wreck like him. Holy shit. I cannot fathom how he still maintains a will to live. But something else that wonders me. He has a girfriend. How? I am kind of jealous. However, I hope things improve for him. I think he is no bad person. And I would interact more with him but honestly he smells horrible and disgusting and I am not sure why.