I was hospitalized 4 days ago after a psychotic episode that made me run away from all of my friends (who I thought were out to get me) I lodt my voice and couldnt speak and for some reason I thought my life was a video game, first I went to a laundry mat from the backdoor door and a bunch of people freaked out and told me to leave, then I went to an ebony hair weaving place and they refused me service because I was too white, or maybe they dont weave moehawks? Afterward, I went to a barber shop and a guy cut my hair but I thought I was playing a video game and didnt realize I had to pay. I went a bar called oreillys and got yelled at for climbing on the stage and then I realized both the barbershop and oreillys had called the police. The police asked me what my name was but I couldnt speak and didnt have any identification. They told me to go home and then I saw a suburburban that looked similar to what my father drives. I thought for some reason that my father had left his car for me, so Im sitting in this strangers car with no keys when the police then (politely) guide me into the back seat of a dallas police car where I was taken to the nearest hospital where I was pricked and poked with needles for eternity. Like for-ev-ver. The pain never would end. And still I thought this was all just a video game, like one that you could feel, it was horrifying. I was still a John Doe at this time because I couldnt speak. Eventually an ambulance took me next door to Green Oaks where about 48 hours later I was beginning to realize that all of these events were actually happening rather than some weird type of virtual reality. My question is....do you think they are going to send me a bill for the ambulance? Because if so...thats total bullshit, I couldnt speak at the time therefore there is no way that 10 foot drive from medical city to green oaks could have been consensual.
Posted on: Thu, 25 Dec 2014 01:35:31 +0000
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