To the psychiatric ward staff who check in on me when I’m struggling.

To the staff who don’t give up even when I don’t verbally respond.

To the staff who listen when I talk.

To the staff who check for the yellow/red cards in my door’s window to see whether I’m ok, or too anxious to ask for help.

To my care coordinator who’s always on my side, even when getting me sectioned (not sure how that works, but it does).

To the staff who try to help again even if I won’t always (be able to) accept it.

To the staff who ask me what’s wrong when I act oddly rather than assume I want trouble.

To the staff who do their best to avoid me having another meltdown.

P.S. I know not everyone has a good experience, and it isn’t rainbows, sometimes they mess up, or do something normal that triggers me badly. Moving my stuff for any reason, but they know not to do that now, and avoid it. Being on a ward isn’t a good experience, but I do appreciate the staff who help me cope.

P.P.S. The staff won’t get to read this, but I just wanted to write it out anyway.