Walking with mental illness 5

Since I failed to be able to function in the "outside" world (society). And things in personal circle were not well. It was decided that I was going to be adopted by the state of Indiana. And here is when things go really bad for me.  See once you are taken by state you are just that their property.  It is called being a "Ward of the state" I was shipped off to Larue Carter. If you google it put old Larue Carter off 10th street in Indianapolis. Just so you can better see and understand what I am about to tell you. At first the constant straight jackets were rough. But after a while they let me out where I could watch "Wheel of fortune" by this time I was taking 30 psych meds daily. I sat by a girl that answered phone messages by clicking her fingers together in the air. people talking to themselves and pacing..pacing...pacing all day all night . Everyday. Things got real tense in there a few times. But during holidays is when I was affected most. 

 Code Green was called on me. I think this is where I learned how to street fight because I knew what they were going to do to me AGAIN. They got mad at me and we fought and fought and fought. Until the pinch of that Thorazine needle. Things get funny feeling and I cant fight no more. Sleep. 

When I come awake I am the same way I was so many times before. Naked. Eight way restraints. Freezing. Black and Blue. But what happens next stole what I had left of my dignity.

They refuse to let me go to the rest room. the next day they refused to let me go to the rest room or cover me up. And the rest of the days became one big blur. So there I was strapped to a table, butt naked and using the restroom on the same table. I got to take a break....To be continued.