Treatment is always preferable to further suffering. About three years ago I was checked into one for state mandated reasons (rhymes with 'attempted bluicide'). It was neccessary, interesting, tedious, memorable. It felt alot like sitting in a hospital waiting room for three weeks, only, you know, surrounded by crazy people. It depends on what type of institution you check into - my friend was institutionalized by his family for attempting suicide around the same time (Come to Athens! It's HAPPYTOWN!), a private institution - he spoke to therapist several times daily, group therapy, plus medication, healthy fruitful enviroment etc. I was in the state-funded hospital (just outside Augusta - I was there during the Masters); I spoke to a doctor for about three minutes and they loaded me with anti-depressants for the rest of my term. It was interesting - you'll have stories to tell at the very least - and helpful, I guess. Better than nothing!
― James Blount (James Blount), Sunday, 2 February 2003 08:55 (twenty-two years ago)