what i wish someone would have told me after hospitalization

Being hospitalized for a week was probably the worst experience of my life, hands down.  The staff seemed to hate their lives (and me), everything was cold and sterile and smelled like Lysol wipes, we couldn’t go outside unless we wanted a “smoke break,” and when we did go outside it was in this little caged in gazebo.

Yep.  A literal cage.

I remember, in a medicinal coma-daze, reaching my fingers out of the cage to pick a flower, and rubbing the flower on my cheek to remember what nature felt like.

(I will write more about the whole hospital experience when i’m ready, Scout’s Honor.)

 Anyways, you get it.  It was awful.

But one of the worst parts about being hospitalized is not knowing what the hell to do with yourself after you get out.

I remember being terrified i would never return to myself.  I couldn’t drive, couldn’t sleep through the night without waking up paranoid that someone would barge in my room to take my “vitals,” couldn’t sit still for more than 5 minutes, couldn’t remember how to shower.

I had completely lost myself.


Looking back, I wish that I would have had resources to prepare me for life after hospitalization.  It’s a really scary process, and it can feel like you’re climbing up a never-ending mountain to get back to where you were before.

Here are a few things I wish I would have known:

1.  You need to give yourself time for your brain to repair itself.

brain repair

Unfortunately, you’re not just going to pop back to where you left off in your life and in your relationships.  You’re going to have to take it very easy on yourself.  If you can, take a leave of absence from work and/or school to gain your footing.  Stop, breathe, declutter, write… do whatever it takes to feel safe again in your own mind. (I went on like a week long cleaning spree.  It actually really helped.)

2. You have to learn how to trust your mind again.

You’re going to have some serious trust issues in your relationship with your brain.  For a while.  Typically, you will have an “I don’t know you anymore” crisis with yourself.  You have to remember who you are.  How were you as a child?  What did you love?  What bored you? What did you do in your free time?  At your core, you are the same person you were as a child.  Remember yourself 🙂

The best way I know to establish a sense of identity again is to write.  Write your likes and dislikes.  Write about what makes you feel alive.  What you want to do before you die.  What you would do if you had a million dollars.  What makes you sad.  What drives you nuts.  What emotions are you feeling?

As you write, you will begin to remember who you are.  Keep writing (or video blogging or voice recording or even Pinterest-ing) until you feel like yourself again!

3. You will probably withdraw from the people you love most during this whole process.

You may even be embarrassed because they have seen you at your absolute worst.  You’ll have fears that they might view you differently now that they have seen you at your weakest point.  You might ask yourself, “Do they think I’m fragile? Weak? Unpredictable? Scary?  Do my opinions and advice even have credibility with them anymore?  If I don’t trust my own mind, how can they?”  Just remember to anticipate withdrawal, and that it is totally normal to focus completely on rebuilding trust with yourself first.  Once you begin to trust yourself again, you can focus on your relationships. Until then, don’t feel bad about shutting yourself in your house like a cave-person.


Make sure you share your emotions with your inner circle.  Let them know that you will probably withdraw from them, and not to take it personally.  Keep the few closest people to you updated on how you’re feeling.  Maybe send out a weekly message on Facebook with a brief “this is how i am doing” paragraph.  Maybe have them visit you once a week, if it’s not too overwhelming for you. Maybe send them pictures of your crazy self looking all erratic and shit.


Communicate what you need from them.  Tell them that it may seem like you’re being selfish or that the relationship will be one-sided for a while, but that it will change.  You’re going to need their patience and support.

Communicate, Communicate, Communicate.

5.)  You’re going to feel alone.

Join a support group so you don’t feel as alone.  Plus, you won’t get as frustrated when none of your friends understand you because you will be interacting with people that totally get it.

Don’t hate on your friends for not getting it, though.  They will never fully understand what you have been through.  And it is not their responsibility to do so.  It is your responsibility to share as much as you can with them so that they can have somewhat of an idea as to what it feels like to be post-hospital you.

6.) Get healthy.

Take your medicine, for god sakes.

Also, do things that nourish your brain, like walking, for instance.  It has been scientifically proven that exercise can act as an anti-depressant.  30 minutes of brisk walking 3 times per week has the same effect as taking Zolaft.  Isn’t that nuts?!  Also: SUN (aka Vitamin D!)  And GOOD FOOD! Get rid of that processed shit!  It makes your brain crazy.

7.) Learn to laugh at yourself.

It just makes life worth living.


So there you have it, crazy friends.

I love you all.  I wish you peace and goodness as you get your shit together!



  1. I love your thoughts, and I love how candid you are. You are amazing, Sis. Thanks for letting us in…love and blessings :0)

  2. After my first hospitalization was the worst. I was there for 17 days. A ridiculously long time. I was no good for anything. Because of the medicine I slept 12-18 hours a day. I withdrew from graduate school. It took me months to get my shit together. I was hospitalized for 10 days during my second stay. Recovery was much quicker. And I was only hospitalized for 5 days for my third stay. Recovery was even quicker. Although I was still manic for three months after my hospitalization. But I got a lot done. I teach. So luckily I was on summer vacation those three months. And I started two blogs: Manic Monique’s Meanderings and the Huffington Post. Good came from the mania.

    Keep telling your story.

    Peace and blessings,

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  4. Dearest G-girl — if that seems a less than respectful address, please don’t take it that way, I ‘know’ you via your no. one fan Mr. Dustin — I had read your words here last year — but stumbled on it again this morning ‘on the way to something else’ (it was parked in the bookmark ribbon at the top) and I accidentally touched it with this less than pleasing Windows 8 system. What you have written grabs me because I am in a season of life in which God is nudging me big time to get on with truly livin w/out holding back who I truly am. Your words here re this experience are a great essay on life and livin out of who we really are in the first place – as God has made us each to be unique for a purpose — and too many of us spend too many years dancin around (in the wrong way, not as you do on stage) who we really are without knowing how to be that person — I cannot be more grateful to be around for my 61st year to find myself coming more alive than I have ever been — being reminded that I have true love for people and they for me (and it’s ok for me to receive that love) and a purpose and a passion to connect with people in myriad ways. Thank you for your wisdom and message to us all. My best and warmest regards.

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