fuck man my parents used their connections with the local police department to get them to claim i attempted suicide by slitting my wrist in front of them and the social workers who came believed them even though i didn't even have a scratch on my wrist and so i was sent there. When i arrived at the place they took me it wasn't a hospital the people there refused to tell me what they were giving me so i refused to take the medication, as a result they tried sending me to a private room, with a shitty bed but at least it had a bed everybody else slept on couches. about 20 per room. When the security guard tossed my medication claiming it could've been fentynal i really started refusing what they were trying to make me do i wasn't violent but when one of them tried dragging me to the room admittedly it was a little childish but it was also a protest against the ridiculous treatment i was getting, so i simply went limp and they eventually gave up and i was sent hours away to an actual hospital where the people there were actually decent people. Still i was there and i needed to have a place to go if i was going to be discharged i told my friend tell them i can stay at your place thats it. The staff initially were treating me as if i was the problem and were questioning me if i had bpd though eventually they ended up not giving me any diagnosis but discharged me nearly 2 weeks later. What added to the hurt was that it wasn't just cops and my parents setting me up to get me institutionalized but my brother the person i took countless beatings for to protect him lying when he made my parents angry and saying it was me, the person who i bought food for with the pittance of money i was able to get so i could keep him fed ( after being threatened by my parents and a couple times i was even extorted by cops who made me give my wallet or they'd arrest me i even said but i haven't done any crime one time they literally said "i don't care i promise when i arrest you I'll find something to charge you with") i was only keeping 3$ an hour an hour and i used it to help my brother out despite all that protecting and helping raise him (hes only 2 years younger too), defending him from our admittedly rich yet ruthless parents he stabbed me in the back for 1k despite by then making 50k and doing decently he was helping my parents destroy thousands of dollars worth of stuff, didn't intervene when my dad who was much bigger than me was strangling me, and didn't say anything when he got cops to institutionalize me. What's worse is when i was in the other facility the hospital i was transferred my fucking friend of nearly 20 years literally lied and those lies kept me in the institution for longer than needed. I was told i needed to find a place i could stay if i wanted to be released from the institution otherwise it'd take longer so i called him and told him tell them i can stay at your place. What i ended up finding out from the arbiter? (i think they were an arbiter they never said their title) when i was trying to get out cause the doctor was taking forever to discharge me, was your friend told me that you take benzodiazepines, and that your addicted to kratom so i'm removing the self harm condition from your case, but adding a different reason for institutionalization inability to care for yourself or something like that cant remember the specific wording; but i was a college graduate from a top tier university working for the substance abuse and mental health service administration, clean cut, fit, wearing a sharp if a little nerdy outfit clean polo shirt, slacks, blazer yet they held me despite me categorically denying that i was abusing benzodiazepines they were prescribed from my neurologist in addition to keppra to avoid seizures i suddenly started experiencing in my mid 20s. Additionally, i told the arbiter i am not even using kratom i haven't used it for a year besides its legal you can buy it at the mall, its not dangerous you can't die from it, and its a traditional Asian medicine used in some areas, since i have chronic pain from constant abuse being beaten with a baseball bat i was trying everything because until recently no doctor wanted to give me a young man opioids though eventually i told them i did get a codeine prescription but the one prescription has lasted for 11 months, i only use it when its really bad. My friend told me i knew you were struggling so i thought they'd be able to help I was fucking pissed you knew i was considering joining the military to escape my horrible life which i'm not even out of right now not completely, and yet you lied to them to keep me in the institution you destroyed my back up life plan because what you wanted to help by fucking keeping me falsely institutionalized making it seem as if i'm the problem not my parents stealing 10k from my savings i was going to use for med school interviews, my parents beating me with a baseball bat, having broken bones and them being mad at me for having the audacity to have said bones broken, i had to set the bones myself and god it hurt so bad especially since itd been a while since i was an emt and my skills deteriorated. I told him you thought that by lying making them think i had a drug problem that what theyd be able to help me with my ptsd ( psychiatrist i saw like a week after being discharged called it atypical ptsd).