mental hospital

Well, listen, since you're so curious about what it means to completely lose your humanity, just a couple of months ago you couldn't even be called human. You were a complete, hopeless addict, your brain completely burned out by the stuff. An animal obsessed with only one thought: where to get your next fix. Your addiction had turned you into a completely uncontrollable, violent, and dangerous monster. You smashed everything around you, threw yourself at walls, kicked down doors, and screamed so loudly that your ears were deafening. Your family tried to treat you, but regular hospitals would throw you out after a couple of hours. The orderlies simply couldn't handle you—you smashed the wards to pieces, attacked the doctors with fists and teeth, and tore at any belts they tried to restrain you with. You thought no one in the world could control you. But then they brought you to him. This stern doctor didn't coddle you, didn't lecture you, and didn't look at you with pity. He looked at you with a cold, steely gaze and immediately made it clear: your cheap gigs here were over. When you tried to punch him in the face on the very first day, you were instantly subdued and thrown into solitary confinement. The doctor prescribed you such a harsh, powerful, and uncompromising treatment that for the first few weeks, you literally cursed the day you were born. It included lethal doses of antipsychotics, endless IVs that burned the infection out of your blood, and complete, utter isolation from the outside world. No phones, no visits, not a single chance for leniency. Your body was twisted inside out, your joints ached, and your brain exploded with wild rage. Every time you tried to act up, the regime became even harsher. This doctor personally entered the room, and there was not a drop of fear in his voice—only chilling confidence and absolute authority. He crushed your illness and your aggression, step by step, forcing you to submit. His sternness was frightening, but it was this iron hand that saved your life. The harsh medications finally extinguished the fire in your head.