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By Susan X This account of her experiences as a patient in a mental hospital has been sent to Mental Health by Susan X. We cannot, of course, print her name in full.
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I was alone. The people downlrs didn't i know that I was ill. I didn't myself that 1 was ill. Just tired. room was rather dark, but that Vv s because the light hurt my eyes. ??od, Ij. very quiet, but that was good, ' had t^le s9unc^s hurt my earsHo l book to read, but that was good, words hurt my brain. I had Ho a^S-e but that was good, because lng faces hurt my heart. j remember whether I ate or dra anything, but I remember very y t^lat 1 passed water only once in eye: 24 hours. I remember this, bee it was the great moment of the W ' ?ut I^'8 decision. I don't know managed to walk down the pa to t'1e bathroom and then back ^nto bed again, utterly exh I had no other need of the nor did 1 wash, or clean my 0r lhis VV?U'