Babied At A Mental Institution
BABIED AT A MENTAL INSTITUTION
I was always sad, nothing was ever happy for me. My parents sent me to a mental institution to get the help I needed. This is where my story begins.
I met this girl Laura. Laura had been there for 8 years. We were close friends. We would always watch tv together in the tv room and always keep each other company when we were aloud 'Floor' time.
Floor time was when all patients could roam the ward without being confined to their rooms. Sometimes we could go outside into a courtyard. Only in summer did patients visit it as it was nicer in summer than than the rest of the seasons.
My parents would occasionally visit but 2 years passed and there was no sign of me being released. My parents visit's became rare to the point they always made excuses.
In my 3rd year of being there, government funding stopped and a private institution bought it. New rules, new doctors and nurses were all put into place. One rule seemed a bit too far fetched. Something I learned the hard way was true.
Laura was given a shot for misbehaving towards another patient. We all traded items that families would bring in. Laura wanted to trade some make-up for a pack of smokes. But another patient decided she didn't want the make-up. So Laura didn't take it well.
Laura was the 1st one to experience the new rules that no one was informed about. When given a shot, you had to be placed into a padded cell where you were put into a hospital gown and that was it. But this time, Laura was diapered under her gown. She was warned if it was removed, more shots would come her way.
No one liked the shots. They made you feel sick and lose your mind. So she never removed it. Although the law states you can't be held for no longer than a full week in a padded cell in all mental institutions no matter the rules. So she was released after 1 full week.
She looked pale. No one knew what happened. She was released from her diaper and she told everyone. She swore to never misbehave in fear of it happening again.
Later that night we were all told that if anyone else misbehaved the punishment would be worse for them. No one misbehaved for 4 days straight. Until one day my parents told me they were coming to visit. I hadn't seen them for over a year. On the day they were meant to come, a nurse called me over to her and broke the news to me that they weren't coming.
I got mad and upset. Laura tried calming me down but I pushed her away in a fit of anger. I was given a shot and 2 male nurses grabbed both my arms and legs and dragged me into the padded cell. I fell asleep and woke up in a long crib. It was tall. I was shackled by my feet.
My arms were free and I soon discovered I was diapered. The head nurse come in and told me not to remove it otherwise I'd regret it. I didn't listen. I ripped it off very quickly. I was upset and started to cry. I was given another shot. I laid there all dizzy. Unable to move or talk. I was awake. I was aware of my surroundings.
Another nurse come in and took me out of the crib. I was laid on her lap on the floor and given what looked like a milk bottle. I instantly started to suck and drink the milk. It was warm, and tasted like vanilla. I became more alert after the bottle and I was given a diaper change and placed back into the crib.
I was treated like a proper baby for a full week. By than I rather enjoyed this treatment. I liked the attention I received. I asked them to continue this after I was aloud out. I was told no.
So after a good week of being out, I misbehaved again. But this time they knew what I was doing. They knew I wanted to be treated like a baby. So they did just that but this time in front of everyone.
It didn't faze me because people were in there for all sorts of problems. One girl talks to her dolls thinking their alive and that they are her friends. Another girl likes to pretend she's eating food and refuses to eat real food.
So when everyone saw me. They were startled at what they seen. Laura came over to me and told me I didn't have to do this. That it was wrong. I ignored her.
After 4 months of this regularly happening most of the patients were now being babied 24/7. Everything run better that way. All except Laura who still refused to be babied.
Written By: Lilly