Foerock
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- Jul 11, 2019
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For backstory, please refer to my previous thread @ https://bluelight.org/xf/threads/lol-almost-all-prefixes-apply-f-my-life-ill-even-name-names.911838/
Short version: I'm a drug addict who has MS (chronic severe pains and bouts of optic neuritis which is basically going blind. institutionalized 6+ years and victim of much mental and physical abuse.
Okay so... I have been crying from the pain 2 days and they outright just didn't give two shits and just tell me "doctor hasn't replied" whenever I beg for my pain meds. I formally requested to switch doctors. They just ignored me.
And I flipped. I snaoped.
I went to the bench press and grabbed the long bar. I sat down in a corner by the TV and basically said enough abuse, I'm fighting back. Give me my meds or else, and I swear if you bring in security or try to beat/restrain me you will regret.
And then I made a surprise change in my location and saw the stretcher, the security and the orderlies comin' at me. So...
I went berserk. I actually for the first time ever fought them off. Shattered a glass door to bits, a TV, amongst other things. I fashioned another weapon with my shirt and broken glass. Suddenly they gave me tramadol and xanax. They called the cops and three cops came. They took one look at me and the place and seemingly decided against an assault. They asked me just to promise not to hurt anyone. I said I promise if no one tries to hit/strap me. They left.
Now I've barracaded myself in a remote section with my weapons cause eventually I will sleepand I don't trust them they've broken promises before. There's a window; they can see/check on me but not come in.
Guys omg... I can't believe I did that. It was like some inner rage manifested me into a different fucking peraon.
It was intoxicating... transforming fear into action.
I'm in shock.
Short version: I'm a drug addict who has MS (chronic severe pains and bouts of optic neuritis which is basically going blind. institutionalized 6+ years and victim of much mental and physical abuse.
Okay so... I have been crying from the pain 2 days and they outright just didn't give two shits and just tell me "doctor hasn't replied" whenever I beg for my pain meds. I formally requested to switch doctors. They just ignored me.
And I flipped. I snaoped.
I went to the bench press and grabbed the long bar. I sat down in a corner by the TV and basically said enough abuse, I'm fighting back. Give me my meds or else, and I swear if you bring in security or try to beat/restrain me you will regret.
And then I made a surprise change in my location and saw the stretcher, the security and the orderlies comin' at me. So...
I went berserk. I actually for the first time ever fought them off. Shattered a glass door to bits, a TV, amongst other things. I fashioned another weapon with my shirt and broken glass. Suddenly they gave me tramadol and xanax. They called the cops and three cops came. They took one look at me and the place and seemingly decided against an assault. They asked me just to promise not to hurt anyone. I said I promise if no one tries to hit/strap me. They left.
Now I've barracaded myself in a remote section with my weapons cause eventually I will sleepand I don't trust them they've broken promises before. There's a window; they can see/check on me but not come in.
Guys omg... I can't believe I did that. It was like some inner rage manifested me into a different fucking peraon.
It was intoxicating... transforming fear into action.
I'm in shock.
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