Disappointed
Written by
Jen
It has been over 2 years,looking back it is terrifying, dark days with desperate cries for help to support me in my pursuit to seek justice for the wrong done to me.Sadly,it was not forthcoming and I was overwhelmed and slipped into depression.I just couldn't believed now,how nervous,anxious,fearful and suspicions I was at that time.Then,I was like the living dead,I couldn't breathe easily cos' of the intense pain and tightness on my chest.In addition,I also had insomia,constipation,restlessness and my mind couldn't focus.I also couldn't keep still and am the only patient walking up and down the aisle in the ward while everyone else was sleeping.
The hospital became my second home and during my last admission, my doctor had to detain me.Finally, after 3 rounds of ECT treatment and taking the expensive medicine "SEROQUEL",he gave me back my sanity.I am very grateful to my doctor for giving me a second chance in life.
I am now my normalf self again,pursuing my interest in gardening,art&craft,cooking,working out in the gym and swimming.I will start my volounteer work at the school of the visually handicap next week,too.I have managed to win the battle against this horrendous illness and see the light at the end of the tunnel.My doctor has also reduced the dosage of my medications.My friends, as well as my ex-ward friends have seen the dramatic change in me,I am cheerful, energetic and optimistic.But it is disheartening to know my ex-ward friends are not recovering as well as me.I understand the difficulties they face in their family as well as their personal life and their bleak future.I had tried my very best to talk to them and encouraged them to practise what I do but to no avail. I feel sad because they are not helping themselves to get well.Having said that,it's not that I have no problems, now,I also have many issues that I am unable to solve but I am determined to live cheerfully.
Thank you for reading the rather long story.