The building I work in, had a lady that came in having a mental breakdown or whatever happens when you go off the antipsychotic meds. any how she was talking with the security guard, between bitching at the voices to stop interuptting her… she managed to explain that she had gone off said meds and voices inside her head were saying she needed to get someone to call for help, because she was having a panic attack.
the guards reply (while pulling out the phone and dialing)? “Well, at least the voice give you good advice.” he got her to sit down and stay mostly calm while the EMS showed up and took care of her, sure, but damn.
The building I work in, had a lady that came in having a mental breakdown or whatever happens when you go off the antipsychotic meds. any how she was talking with the security guard, between bitching at the voices to stop interuptting her… she managed to explain that she had gone off said meds and voices inside her head were saying she needed to get someone to call for help, because she was having a panic attack.
the guards reply (while pulling out the phone and dialing)? “Well, at least the voice give you good advice.” he got her to sit down and stay mostly calm while the EMS showed up and took care of her, sure, but damn.