Day 1- Recalling my days at the psychiatric ward

March 7th, 2011.

P.S. no phone, no computer, no pen nor pencil. only allowed to bring basic personal hygiene stuff with me.

Checked in to the hospital about 10:30 in the morning. People were fairly nice at the front desk. I was not panicking. Everything was moving in slow mode. I had a nasty felling in my gut but I did not tell my doctor, I thought he was a dumb ass.

During the first interview after I got in, through 2 coded gates, I was antsy and pissed. All I wanted was to get over with it so I could go find my bed, take some pills and chill.

Two doctors were interviewing me. One kept on drawing diagrams on a tiny piece of paper, his drawing sucks. The other asked me a whole lotta questions; most of them were about my depression and some were about the problems I have in turns of getting used to living in Taiwan.

While we were talking, his phone rang. "Hey man, you want to go get some lunch? Oh, sorry, I am with patient right now, gimme 30 mins and I will meet up with ya." I looked at him straight in the eyes and told him in a firm and commending voice: this is exactly the reason why I am still not used to living in Taiwan. Even doctors, who are supposedly highly educated and well mannered, do not know how to show simple respect toward other people.

His mouth was wide open and his facial expression was in owe. I bet he would never thought of the day he would have gotten lectured by one of his mental patients.

That was the interview. And, during the whole time of the interview, someone lady in the next room just kept on scream about how she really wanted to die so she could feel better.

Lunch cart came. The food was absolutely horrid. I guess that is probably the main reason why some of the patients stay for so long because they are not properly fed. During lunch, I tried my hardest to collect my thought to see if I still the news on the internet from the night before. And this came out of my memory; some British aero-scientists claimed we have been holding the evidences of alien existence. Then I had my head up and looked around, and thought to myself. "We already live in a world full of aliens, we just do not know it."

Supposedly, by knowing the existence of extraterrestrial beings, the balance of human society would be shattered. I think whoever said that should check himself or herself in the mental hospital and spend a few days chilling with all the different characters. The balance of human society has been shattered, it is just concealed from the outside world so no one would know.

This one kid would just keep on walking in circles. And whenever he sees an exit sign, he would touch it and say a prayer sort of thing. Sometimes it for good luck, sometimes is to bring all the dead spirits to the psychiatric ward so he can have some friend. There is this other lady who also walk in circles, he does nothing though. Just a plain boring insane person.