Last Friday was my last day at the psych ward– please hold your “I’m so glad they let you out” jokes because let’s not forget: the staff are WAY crazier than the patients and the patients actually get better. The staff? They’re just one more decision away from a prison sentence.
At least that’s what I said in my exit interview.
I’m torn between giving you an explanation and assuming I don’t need to. After all, why would anyone want to work at a place where the CEO makes fun of mental illness, everyone is banging each other, the doctors can’t speak English, the guy across the hall is plotting your death, and your boss thinks the rapture is happening next week?
Me, that’s who. [Read more…]
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