I have spent almost a month in a psychiatric clinic. It wasnt a partucularly interesting experience (to me persoanally, quite boaring actually) but it would be interesting to share
Since i live in russia, i am a subject for the mandatory 1 year army service and like many kids who live here would rather not serve. After a medical examination, i realised an am perfectly healthy nad i will be drafted. My lawer i hired to help me avoid the army told me that i can easily get out trough the state of my psychiatic health because i am a social recluse, i have trouble talking to people and a bunch of bad stuff happened in my life which apperently affected my brain somehow and causes me to get depressed (i dont really believe i have any serios depression or mental problems, i sign off as bad mood but since it would be my ticket out of the service, i had to start thinking of myself as some clinically depressed person)
So i finally showed up at the military commissioriat got registerd, complained about my mental health and they sent me to a psychiatric clinic, they said 10 days. I arrive there, they immediatley take all of my things to storage, and show me where i will be staying, Later the head doctor told me 10 days was a lie and i will be staying for at least 2 weeks. 2 weeks later after i was supposed to be done with all my examination, the doctor said some medical comission guy didnt show up so i will be staying for another week. 3 weeks is the maximum amount of time they could hold me for evaluation anyway.
The place was like a minimum security prison and kindergarten at the same time
the first 2 weeks, toy took me to examinations, tests psychatrists etc. the third week, i spent doing absolutley nothing.
The worst part of my stay is that there is absolutley nothing to do. The book i took with me turned out to suck, I had no real interest in talking to anyone (even the few people my age) TV (or ZombieBox how people call it here) had nothing interesting and most people wanted to watch sports or criminal news or a channel dedicated to popular youtube videos. There was one 15 yo kid who got knocked over the head with a bottle during a fight with his mom, he hogged the tv all morning watching spongebob and Jimmy Newtron cartoons. With lack of anything interesting, my brain craved any kind of stumulation to the point where i started watching the hockey championship and news to keep from boredom torment.
The only thing the staff left me was a pack of cigarettes (they took away my lighter tho) Pretty much everyone there smoked. I originally started smoking out of boredom, and this was proven during my stay here. The bathroom was the smoking area and was almost never empetey as there were always people there smoking. they locked it for cleaning and every time they opened it up the croud rushed in to have a smoke.
All doors including the bathroom, had large windows so there was no privacy at all
There were also people who constantly asked for a cigarette and it annoyed the crap out of me, Usually its hard for me to refuse since i am a nice person by nature and if i did refuse the guys would make a hurt puppy face at me and make me feel guilty. I eventually convinced myself that i am saving their health by not giving anyone any. Even the 15 yo kid smoked, altho he asked for cigarettes very rarley, whe cople of times he did ask me, i read the text on the cig box that said it was illegal to sell them to minors. During my stay, i managed to quit smoking for a whole week untill a friend who visited me, brought me 4 more packs lol (my first try quitting smoking btw)
Whenever there was nothing on tv and nothing else to do, all i did was walk back and forth down the hallway of my wing which was locked and only the staff had the keys.
The few times during my stay i went outside was when i was taken for examinations to a different part of the complex. and the last week, when they were done with me i spent the whole week locked inside the building (yes it sucked)
The second worst part is there was a strick day schedule everyone had to follow which i hated. In the morning, depending on which group of patents you are you had to help out getting ready for breakfast (every day groups took turns on serving the food, washing the floors and stuff) Breakfast sucked (i am used to eating whatever i want whenever i want) almost every day it was oatmeal, with eggs, or cheese sandwich and tea. After thet unless you have examinations or doctors scheduled for that day, you stay in the building and do nothing untill dinner at 2pm. Dinner was always some kind of soup or stew, and a plate of macoroni or rice or potaoes with meat or meatf=ball or fish patty. After dinner there is 1 hour of MANDATORY NAPTIME. after naptime most days, you do nothing or watch TV untill 6 PM when you have supper usually more oatmeal or macoroni and some food that i only know the russian name for (запеканка

then again, you try to keep yourself occupied untill 10PM when everyone has to go to sleep which sucked for me as usually everything interesting on TV starts around 10 PM.
Since i am a night person by the end of the day, i finally wake up and become more energetic (i cant explain it but i always habve more enegy at night) Also i get really hungry by then.
I ended up lying in bed staring at the ceiling untill about 3 am every day wishing i had some mcdonalds or something.
Visiting days were twice a week. Patients were brought food from home, and stuff like MP3 players, cellphones (definatley not allowed and would get taken away if noticed) One guy was given a PSP. I started regretting not giving my friend all the stuff i wanted him to bring me later, altho he did let me borrow my MP3 player and that significantly eased my trips down the hallway and back which i did for the most part (not just me, a few other people occupied themselves by walking up and down the hallway)
What sucked however is because the walls of the building were 1 meter thick concrete the only places with good radio reception were near windows.
Before i had music to listen to i was almost seriosly going insane from boredom. I started punching walls and getting very angry (this is possibly also due to the fact that i ran out of cigarettes around that time and it was a withdrawl stage but i didnt care about cigarettes, i was getting sick of the place and boredom and people).
Another thing i wanna point out is something i notices is not everyone washed their hands before eating or brushed their teeth and the staff didnt exactly monitor it. You could take a shower in the public shower room whenever you wanted, but the staff only forced everyone to do so once a week.
The thing that bothered me is due to the public environment, i might catch somethng i dont want.
The population of the place is a more interesting aspect. I didnt interact with most people due to my antisocial nature but i listened to them and observed.
Altho this is a psychiatric clinic, by far only a fraction of the people had actual serios mental problems.
There were a few typical old people with althimers disease and problems old people typically have who were left here by their families because they are too much to care for and here they got taken care of as patiens by mandatory free medical insurance that the government pays for.
Everyone in rusia is required to have gov med insurance cards but even if you dont have one (like i forgot mine at home) the government medical clinics still cant refuse you.
there was 1 person who had a screwed up nervous system, all of his limbs moved as if he was being shocked by rather high voltage, but, he seemed to control himself well enough to keep from accedenty hitting someone, and he still managed to do most of the chores, other than that, he was a normal person. The other guy, was a typical mentally challenged person. He was pretty much a 7year old kid in a 40+ year old body. Exept he smokes and swears like all the other men that were there. (his memorable quote- "Yeah, Mommy dosent like it when i smoke") He also had a few toy cars lol.
the last guy is in some semi coma state. like he walks eats when hungry other than that, he dosent seem to be doing anything unless, someone tells him to. a zombie, not exactly a correct word but its the first thing that comes to mind, Even tho visiting days are twice a week, this kid is visited every day by his dad. He makes. His dad is a nice guy and when he comes over, he makes him walk around with him (because normally he just lies in bed staring into space and dosent seem to respond to anyone exept for his dad) also, he makes him read, stuff like door labels, and newspaper headlines makes him look at the few paintings we had hung asking him to describe the paintings i am guessing to stimulate brain activity somehow. I never heard him talk but maybe he just talks very quietly and his dad says that he understands everything perfectly just dosent usually respond to anything.
The rest are normal people as far as i could tell. One dude was a way too cheerful always for some reason, but to me thats still normal.
then there are what to me looks like very long time residents of the place. They dont even wear the patient's pajama-like unifirm that most have to wear. One guy had a scar on his head, and a huge stiched up cut on his wrist, another had his wrists covered in cut scars, another had a third degree burn on his wrist (same exact place i have my third degree burn on my wrist also, i have a small scar on my head from childhood, so i guess i fit in with pretty well with the crowd. But from my 1 months observation they had nothing wrong with them. Infact they had more freedoms than most patients, and they seemed to help out the staff with everything like its their job, they always get to go outside to carry over boxes of medical supplies, they unload the food truck that comes over twice a day, (well i was asked to help out with carrying boxes twice but thats it).
There was also a few older people, one of them was an electronics engineer, the other was an aircraft maintenence engineer and a pilot, both of those guys always had nostalgia discussions about ussr and how everything sucks now, and despite of them both having high levels of education and being the kind of people that came from wealthier families (engineers in USSR were among the wealthier croud) these guys swore every other word like some sailors lol. nothing out of the ordinary for most russians i just find it funny that, higher class educated people, act like typical drunken working class. these guys seemed to live in the clinic, sleeping in the same areas where the patients sleep, exept they also helped out the staff.
I have a theory that, maybe these guys cant really make a decent living since the electronics industry here is dead as well as most engineering occupations, and the pilot guy is proboly too old to fly a passenger plane like he used to. so they could be just staying in the clinic and living there for free under pretext of some age related brain problems altho they seem to be around 60yo and perfectly fine. In exchange for staying there they help out the staff. Maybe i am wrong.
The head doctor upon hearing that i fix computers, asked me to install win XP on his laptop parallel to his win7, (i guess patiens helping out the staff is pretty normal) I ended up crashing his laptop even more instead. There was 1 large system partition along with a 20gb recovery partition. Since i had limited instruments, i knew i coulnt do it with just an XP disk he gamve me yet i tried anyway. After formatting the recovery partition, (i thought win 7 could function without it since, my Win7 systems, never had any recovery partitions) I damaged win 7, and in the end, found out that XP cant even be installed as it BSODs in early stages of installation and i couldnt remember the stuff i had to do to get it to install. so i broke his computer but at least i told him how to fix it using a 7 install disk which he said he had lol.
This experience really showed me what its like to loose freedom for such a long time, A friend of mine who was once locked up for 2 weeks as a possible suspect when one of his classmates he was hanging out with got stabbed in a drunk fight, Basically he imagines it a bit scimilar to his exept he spent only 2 weeks and the conditions were worse, (BUT THEY GOT TO GO OUTSIDE IN A WALLED OFF AREA OF JAIL UNLIKE ME)
Basically all the things i took for granted, like breathing air, eating my first fastfood burrito , holding a computer mose and hearing things around you felt amazingly good after 3 weeks if being inside. That burrito was the best burrito i ever had.
When i was finally leaving, and saying good by, the doctor (damn sadistic humor among russian doctors) he said, "Good luck, Feel free to visit us again!" (oh gawd i never wanna even see that place ever again)
That same doctor allways joked that he will make me good enough to join the Marines, Other nerologist i got checked by told me that on my scheduled visit i will need to pack all my personal things as i will be sent into Spetsnaz ranks to Dagestan (the most conflicted region in russia)
good thing they are jokes because i almost took a joke seriosly when i was getting signed out and he told me he wont sign me out unless, i have dinner which i missed since i wanted a burrito when i got out. He even went to the kitchen and asked the lady to feed me and i thought he was serios lol, later i was told that the guy always jokes like that and i am not the first person to think he was serios.
Earlier during my last day, i was called over and told to follow a staff member, I didnt ask where, untill i realised we are goind down into the dark scary basement of the building where there was an old bomb shelter like every medical building built at that time. Like the ceiling was covered in pipes and wires and it was dark and scary
Then the guy said, they would be testing new medical equipment on me and do all kinds of experiments lol. and it was the kind of atmosphere for this kind of thing too lol
The good news is, i now know that i am not gonna be serving in the army according to what my doctor and lawyer said and i should be getting my final military document by the end of the month. after that i can only be drafted in case of a large ww3 scale conflict since theyll still sign me in the reserves like everyone else.
So thats my experience i felt like it would be interesting to share i hope i never go back there ever again.
Also we had a cat living with us, As i found out late the huge fat (id go as far as calling it Obese) ball of fur that pretty much eats and sleeps most of the time, is actually a kitten of about 1 year old.
People joked around saying the cat is here either because of serios depression when they found him slicing his little paws but i personally think the cat is schitziphrenic. Once i went to the bathroom in the middle of the night, and on my way back, i saw the cat immediatley hide from me thinking that i didnt see him. When i walked past, he would jump out of the shadows and hug my foot lol, then, he would stealthily follow me back to my room. I let him play with my hand for a while, by letting him bite it and apply claws (the cat dosent actually hurt you he bites you lightly and the claws and biting actually feel kinda good lol) Anyway, the cat dosent do any of this during the day

dont hate people who rip you off,cheat and get away with it, learn from them