If you’ve never been in one, no need to comment “never”. For me it was over a decade ago as a teenager at a state fair. Quick fight broke out between an annoying guy and myself. He was following my little group around tossing stink bombs at us. A little pushing turned into a little punching. We both ended up in cuffs but neither with actual charges. We were both banned for the following 2 years from that fair.
A few months ago a patient was mad I wasn’t stopping the ghosts from raping his butt all night every night (I’m not even slightly kidding), so he snatched me up bodily and shook me around a little. I got loose pretty quick and my coworkers showed up and he got a looooot of drugs. Went to the urgent care for some muscle relaxers to keep my back from seizing up from it (not the first time this has happened, and won’t be the last), took a nap, went back to work next Monday.
Employee health thinks it’s bizarre how touchy I am about my back while not giving a fuck emotionally but like. The difference between this and my childhood is that my mom can’t stop me from going to the doctor to keep CPS off our backs (it was my sister doing the hitting, my mother was just a rug sweeper).
He actually apologized when I came back to work. He had been too paranoid to take the meds initially (and we didn’t force any until he got aggressive) but once he was lucid he regretted it. Honestly even when he was psychotic he was still a sweet dude he was just terrified of the ghosts that were raping his butt all night. Thankfully, hallucinations are like THE symptom of psychosis that all three generations of antipsychotic work well on so a lil haldol easily told those ghosts to go on somewhere.