farawaystara
Member
- Jun 1, 2026
- 13
Story:
I left this site about three months ago. My username was farawaystar. I left because I actually tried to get help. I went to a psych ward for two months.
And honestly? The people there were kind. Really kind. Everyone had their own story. Some had BPD, some bipolar, some schizophrenia. Some were suicidal like me. We understood each other.
But I was a mess. The first week, I tried to run away. I was fighting with the nurses, even encouraged other patients to turn against the staff. They said I had traits of a psychopath and bipolar 2. They put me in isolation for two weeks. They gave me ECT (electroshock therapy).
And it worked. I actually felt better. They also started me on behavioural therapy. After isolation, I went back to my friends in the ward. It was a good journey. Hard, but good.
But I was so excited to leave. I thought I was cured. I thought I could go back to normal life.
My family paid $15,000 for all of this. And now? I relapsed. I didn't tell anyone. I'm back here.
On top of that, I lost $10,000 trading. I'm broke. But honestly, I don't even care anymore. The money doesn't matter.
I've done everything I could. Therapy, hospital, meds, ECT. Nothing stuck.
So here I am again. Back on SaSu. This time with new diagnoses and no hope left.
I left this site about three months ago. My username was farawaystar. I left because I actually tried to get help. I went to a psych ward for two months.
And honestly? The people there were kind. Really kind. Everyone had their own story. Some had BPD, some bipolar, some schizophrenia. Some were suicidal like me. We understood each other.
But I was a mess. The first week, I tried to run away. I was fighting with the nurses, even encouraged other patients to turn against the staff. They said I had traits of a psychopath and bipolar 2. They put me in isolation for two weeks. They gave me ECT (electroshock therapy).
And it worked. I actually felt better. They also started me on behavioural therapy. After isolation, I went back to my friends in the ward. It was a good journey. Hard, but good.
But I was so excited to leave. I thought I was cured. I thought I could go back to normal life.
My family paid $15,000 for all of this. And now? I relapsed. I didn't tell anyone. I'm back here.
On top of that, I lost $10,000 trading. I'm broke. But honestly, I don't even care anymore. The money doesn't matter.
I've done everything I could. Therapy, hospital, meds, ECT. Nothing stuck.
So here I am again. Back on SaSu. This time with new diagnoses and no hope left.