Hospital a disaster. Did actually get to see a psychologist who told me she wouldn't treat me because I was seeing a counsellor. My counsellor had told me a psychologist could do some stuff she couldn't to complement her work. The psychologist drew up a meaningless, vague care plan. I saw the psych next day and asked to be discharged. I told her since she had sorted my insomnia, the most risky time of day didn't happen, and that the new medication wasn't as toxic in overdose anyway. I told her it was a risk, but hospital wasn't helping. And then I told her I would not see my old psych any more. He was not honest with me and I no longer trust him.
The night before I was discharged I told the night staff I was concerned about the level of support I was being offered - a new, unidentified psych, with no appointment to see him, and that was it. Yet I was no less suicidal than when I was admitted, when the crisis team were coming every day. She said she would pass it on to the day staff. The next day someone told me the name of my psych, but nothing else. No-one talked to me about what I should do if I felt bad. When my son came to pick me up, they gave me a week's worth of drugs and let me out.
I am home. I am suicidal. I have an appointment to see new psych tomorrow. My friend is treated by him and says he is good. I just have no confidence in psychs any more. All they offer me are pills that don't treat the root cause. And I cannot stand up for myself, nor ask someone else to do it on my behalf.