Below are some manic notes I made. Btw, purple scrubs are what the inpatient psych patients were told to change into upon admittance into the hospital/psych ER.
I was wondering what purple stood for… I think it means we are “crazy.”
What does it mean to be the patient in purple [scrubs]? What makes us different?
Why are we treated as dangerous?
Why are we transported by police and handcuffs?
Why are we stripped of our possessions, our clothing, our shoes, our rights?
What does it mean to be ‘crazy’?
Is depressed crazy?
Is anxious crazy?
Is bipolar crazy?
What about suicidal? Psychotic? Obsessive? Traumatized?
Why does a cancer patient get t-shirts, bumper stickers, flowers & support… but a psychiatric patient gets a pink slip, stigma, and a system that [illegible word that kinda resembles ‘fakes’… honestly might be “f*cks”] them?
-> social media
Normalize mental illness
–> Tear down “us vs them” view- we are more alike than different
–> Tear down shame around diagnoses, medication, therapy, stories, etc.
*This is on 2 pages out of my “Crazy Ideas” journal- a journal that literally says Crazy Ideas on the cover where I put some ideas down when I’m feeling kinda manic. Some of it is kinda cool, other parts are pretty nonsensical. I’ve later gone back and actually written articles on some of the ideas I had while manic. Mania isn’t all bad ideas. 😉