I’ve been a practicing psychologist for over 15 years. I love the idea of having a one-stop shop for counseling as well as a resource for the self-help genre.
As it turns out, the first patient we meet in Day and Night Clinic is a woman who’s been trying to recover from a major life event, and is now facing the prospect of seeing herself in a mirror. Not to say that mirrors aren’t helpful, just that they can be intimidating.
The woman in question is a single mom who’s in her mid-40’s and doesn’t have her own house, money, or kids yet. The day and night clinic is a place where she can come to get help with some of those things, but also have a place to go to get help with others things, too.
The clinic looks like it’s about to have a lot of fun with this. After all, she’s been in a mental institution, and is now trying to find refuge in a place where she can finally be herself. This is a place where she gets real help, but also a place where she can go to seek help from people she trusts.
She’s got a lot of options here, from people she knows to people she can talk to. And of course, a place where she can go to get help with whatever she can’t help herself with. The clinic is a place to go to if she can’t get help from the one person she trusts and can’t be herself.
When you go into a mental institution it’s generally because you’re in trouble and have absolutely no clue how to get out of it. In our case, we were in a group home for children with severe mental illness. We were supposed to be “getting our lives together” until one of the women who ran the home got a call that one of our neighbors had snapped and was trying to kill everyone. That was the straw that broke the camel’s back.
The hospital staff was trying to get me to come out of that room.
The people in the mental institution where we were were all there for different reasons. Some had been there for years, others were completely in the middle of the shuffle. All were struggling with severe mental illness, and some of them were already dead. All of them were trying to get out of the hospital. The people were all struggling to survive, but what made them all so different was the fact that they all had a lot in common.
“The people in the mental institution where we were were all there for different reasons.” No, they were all there for different reasons on the same day. That’s what makes them so different—how they each survived while all the other people around them died. The fact that they all had something in common.
As I said before, each person in this hospital has different reasons for being there, but they all had something in common. It’s the same hospital. All of them had a lot in common, and that made it easier.