Lydia had never meant to end up here, at Gone Tree Behavioral Center. The staff was emotionless, and seemed to be as bland as the tan walls that surrounded the floor she was on. She had one friend to talk to, Clark, and he was a stark contrast to the staff. While the staff seemed more and more like actors pretending to be human, why did no one talk about the screaming that occurred here at night?
Mental health is still a very taboo subject, leaving many to keep quiet and never talk about their struggles. Every journey with Mental Health is a person’s own individual journey. These five personal essays lead you through my journey with getting help with my mental illness, and what that help looks like.
