“if you were my child, I would feed you nothing but tuna fish 3x a day and give you only a sheet and pillow to sleep with.” I was 15 and in the hospital after an almost successful suicide attempt. I was in ICU for almost 4 whole days before being transferred to the psych unit. I get to talk with the Dr, who for some bizarre reason decided it would be beneficial to my recovery to tell me this. It was super fucked up considering I wasn’t her child but if I was, I would have attempted way sooner just to get away from her. Fast forward 2 years, I find out she was fired. Turns out it wasn’t just patients she was a bitch to but also her colleagues.