I was 21 or 22, working at a restaurant, the dishwasher was the "plug". Never bought anything from him till this point. Heard he had some x. Grabbed 2 rolls stamped with dolphins for me and my lady. We have done plenty of molly and and rolls b4. But this time it was not molly or mdma. I still to this day think it was cut with meth. I was more or less in touch with reality and could semi-function. Her on the other hand lost touch with reality. She thought I was the devil and was trying to kill her. Long story short, luckily my roommate at the time came home and I told him to call the ambulance. They took her strapped to a gurney with her screaming and yelling. I rode along with her. When we arrived to the hospital she had to be medically subdued. I on the other hand was showing "normal" behavior but I stated that I would be afraid of what I would do if anything happened to her because I felt like this was my responsibility. Well the Dr/nurse took that I was suicidal and or harmful. At that point I got baker acted. (allows the involuntary institutionalization and examination of an individual. The Baker Act allows for involuntary examination, which can be initiated by judges, law enforcement officials, physicians, or mental health professionals.) . I spent the next night in the hospital where it was chill. But the next day I was "transferred" to a mental psych ward . I was scared because I knew I was normal and sane but I didnt know how I could convey myself to be normal. I spent the night there on a mat on the floor. Upon waking up, there was your typical people walking around talking to them self. It was a real eye-opener seeing how bad mental health really was. After breakfast they had interns come in from UCF. And that was funny having the lady coming up to me talking to me like I was a lunatic and hiving to explain my situation. After talking to the psychiatrist, I was able to convey what my story was , and was ultimately released...That was not fun... but a learning experience...
