'Oh this game looks so easy, I could do that...'
I will now proceed to give a review of the UK's own Broadmoor high-security psychiatric hospital.
Firstly, all the staff there take good care of those of us who have been admitted. We get to do regular daily activities, we have 3 meals a day (All cooked on site, full courses) and we do get to spend time with other patients should we be having a good day. My room itself is fairly plain; 4 walls, 1 window, a bed, a sink with 2 taps; and recently I've even been allowed a few photos on my wall and a carpet!
A normal day consists of going to the mess hall for breakfast at 8am sharp. Well that's the case for my group, anyway, as not everyone is allowed to eat at the exact same time. The doctors say it's because it could be unsafe having that many patients in a room together. After breakfast we have classes for certain activities. My favourite is art because it allows me to express both my personalities, and expel my rage without causing damage to another human. I like to draw pictures with orange squares, black squares and blue triangles, because I see them in my dreams. My group has lunch at 1.30pm. After we have lunch we are taken to the medical wing where we undergo evaluation physically and mentally to assess our progress. Sometimes, depending on how we've done, we have to go for more rigorous tests, otherwise we just move onto the next part of our day. After our evaluations we're allowed to go out into the yard in small groups to have some fresh air. We can play sports with the assigned trainer for that day, or just relax in the sun. When we've finished in the yard it's time for dinner, at 6pm. We tend to have dinner in bigger groups because there are more staff to help out at that time. Anyway, after dinner we do group reading, in which we have to talk about the books. My group leader says it's to help with communication with others. It's nice, I really like it. Finally, at 8 o'clock pm, we're allowed to pick a book and take it back to our room so we can read if we wish to at night. It helps a lot of the patients keep calm when the lights go out.
Treatment here is really nice, although sometimes if we start to show increasing signs of instability or anger, the doctors and nurses can and will use a straight jacket or sedation depending on the situation at hand. I haven't had this happen to me a lot, only when I have the bad dreams of the orange and black squares and the blue triangles.
Occasionally my family come to visit, to see how I am. I like seeing my family, although I miss my brother. My last memory of him was sitting at my computer playing a video game, I think it had the word 'Impossible' in the title, but I can't really remember. It's all blurry. My family normally come once a month and sometimes they just seem upset to see me, but my personal nurse assures me that it's just me worrying too much.
I really like it here, although I can't remember much from the real world anymore. My nurse says that I will have to stay here for possibly another decade, but I'm okay with that because everything in here seems normal to me now. All I can really remember from my old life is playing video games, but ever since I got admitted I suddenly didn't miss playing them. I'm not sure if there's a connection there. I don't think so.
Overall that is my life in a nut-shell now. It's not a glamorous life, but it's quaint and quiet and it's my life, what it is and what it is going to be for the next decade or so.