My care co-ordinator is possibly the best thing that's ever happened to me.
She is supportive, understanding, and intelligent.
She listens to me and doesn't judge, and also tells me little things about her life to make me feel better, or just to make me smile.
She has taken me to A&E, driven me home from a hospital 30 minutes away from where I live, and lets me smoke in her car :P
I get along ridiculously well with her.
Oh, and she's doing 1-1 DBT with me which is helping a lot.
So yeah, love that.
Also, my local psych ward has some amazing staff.Some of the nurses there, I actually miss like crazy.They are just lovely women.
Two in particular I really got along with - one of them is brutally honest and hilarious, and to be honest she's not really a good nurse because she constantly said quite controversial things to other patients/me but she also gave me a lot of hugs and told me I was lovely, and actually treated me like a normal person.
The second was just the kindest woman I have ever met, excluding my current care-co.She sat in A&E with me for 3 hours holding my hand and trying to make me feel better, and bought me hot chocolate and smoked with me where we weren't supposed to, and I guess I liked her so much (well, all of them actually) because she treated me more like a friend than a patient.I mean, there were obvious boundaries, of course, but she made me feel very comfortable and supported.
My old Psych was also lovely, because she was honest with me but still really sweet and caring.
I am so grateful to have met these people.
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