When was the last time you felt really, truly lonely?
The doctor at the ER stopped asking questions and told me I should stay hospitalized at the psychiatric unit immediately. I was in a middle of a big crisis of my deep depression. I had no strength to fight against what they were deciding over me. I was like a puppet without strings. collapsed. I barely said goodby to my concerned sister. They took me to the unit, closed with keys. Once there they checked my purse and my clothes in search of anything with which I could harm myself. They put away my phone. Then they showed me my room. When the door closed behind me, I felt really lonely, cut off from the outside world.