A lot has happened since last time anyone wrote. Aaron went to the GP and let her read Sophie's most recent entry about self harm rape fantasies. She was worried, went to ask another GP what to do, he advised her to call the crisis team. She did. They said they would call us back. They did. I answered.
Even after they were told that it wasn't me who had the rape fantasy, they LECTURED ME about how I was 19 and old enough to know right from wrong and to know the consequences of my actions! They treated me like a schizophrenic, as if Sophie was a voice in my head ordering me to go get myself raped. Her name was Paula. Going to add her to my mental list of people to kill when I eventually lose the plot with this f*cking useless health service.
Moving on to Saturday, one of the weirdest nights ever. It was really freaky for me, because I've never lost time quite like this. Had a few friends over my house drinking. I was quite drunk, however I never usually forget things when I’m drunk, not like this anyway.
Last thing I remember is alter!Laura being in control, sitting on the washing machine crying, because our friend Andrew said he was going home, and she didn’t want him to go. Can’t remember walking to the washing machine, or anything. Next thing I knew, it’s morning, and I’m in bed, almost naked, Matt asleep at the bottom of my bed. I’m thinking, why did I go to bed? Last thing I remembered was drinking with my friends and having a good time. So Matt fills me in.
In the time I lost, alter!Laura took an overdose of about 4000mg of Seroquel. Vomited them back up, all over my bed, floor and in the bathroom. Verbally abused Matt. Spent 2 hours crying to Andrew because she thought he hated her. Attacked Matt with her nails (leaving cuts on his hands). Slapped him full force across the face. Threw a glass at him which shattered all over my bathroom. Smacked my head off walls/the floor (I have lumps the size of footballs on my head and it really hurts). I later found out that she also attacked Andrew, slapping him across the face and telling him to ###$ off. She also slapped Matt about 8 times and punched him full on in the chest, which caused him to have breathing problems for the next few days.
Looking back I realised I sort of “came back” for a few seconds at a time. I vaguely remember pouring a bottle full of seroquel into my mouth, and I vaguely remember throwing a glass at Matt in the bathroom, but that’s it.
The only reason she acted like this is because Andrew wanted to go home because he was tired, and she thought he hated her. This is the first time anything like this has happened to me and I’m really confused.
Apparently she vomited up most of the seroquel that she took and we keep finding them all over my room (so the more we find, that means the less she took). I went to A&E on the Monday to get blood tests done, just to be sure. They came back fine. I was given a crisis team appointment for the Tuesday at 3pm.
That was a waste of time. I got there, went in, they asked what happened, me and Matt told them the story (I always take Matt to appointments because I’m sick of the NHS twisting my words and making it seem like nothing is going on). Here was the general consensus:
“The psychiatrist you saw a year and a half ago doesn’t think you have multiple personalities. This must mean that you don’t, despite the fact you couldn’t remember everything that happened the other night by someone who claims to be an alter.”
“I don’t know if I believe in multiple personalities - there’s lots of debate about whether or not it exists”.
They were basically asking ME why I did it and I’m like “I have no idea, it wasn’t me, I can’t remember a thing”. Then they’re saying why are you here? I’m saying “Because the hospital sent me”. They’re saying how can we assess your risk if it’s not you who apparently took this overdose? I got angry and said “Well I’m sorry I’m me at the minute and not Laura!” They also said that there was no w...
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