We all sometimes need something to get us through the day and while in a psychiatric ward I observed the other patients and noticed that most of them had something that they were drawn to and would often refer to in the ward for comfort or a sense of normality.
Not just cigarettes, alcohol, drugs or self harm, all of which are very difficult to use on the ward due to many restrictions.
I met a girl who would often have her head in a book during her spare time.
A woman who had a love of make up and used it to pamper other patients by doing their nails.
Others were music. Food. Sport. Lotions & perfumes.
For me it was cuddly toys and blankets. I’d collected about 6 animal soft toys from the hospital shop during my week on the psychiatric ward.
For the first few days I was there I kept a blanket wrapped round my shoulders. I guess it was for comfort and a little security considering it was the most daunting experience of my life so far.
Even now I am out of the ward and have been for weeks. I still use these comfort things. I keep a small teddy in my college bag at all times so I would have a companion while I’m there.
Others may find it strange but it helps me have the courage to get out of the house and do things so I don’t really care.