Bri's Mental Health Arrests …[ True! ! ; Suicide; Medium Length; Personal] Comments

Please believe me that this story is TRUE and that I was mental health arrested (Again at work in a post office, in front of customers! !) AGAIN within a few years, but the details changed. : )

What IS a CRIME is that no one has left comments recently. I just remembered this poem today as I was trying to relate my story (the truth) in a message here. 988 is now a telephone # to call to talk about SUICIDE.

You certainly have a story to tell! Funny, crazy, mad and a little sad. Plenty of Police that over exaggerate their power. Glad you lived to tell the tale.

We, the Undersigned: Oppose any further thoughts of suicide by said Bri Edwards, AKA Witty-ker. (Although we approve of suicidal thoughts by a certain resident of the White House.) Suicide by said Bri Edwards, AKA Witty-ker, would have a disastrous effect on us. Signed, The American Pizza Institute The National Association of Ice Cream Manufacturers

A serious and controversial topic as suicide dealt with a great sense of humor makes an interesting story. I glanced it in your poet notes but only read fully now. Thanks Bri.

this is almost the same information as i gave in my Poet's Notes: **a post office (USPS) employee at a customer counter ***police officers ****When I tried to protest having to remove all of my clothes except my underwear, I was accused of pushing a guard(?) outside my little private room in the ‘Emergency Room’. VERY QUICKLY I found myself on my ‘bed’, my back pressed up against the wall, and about five male ‘attendants’ confronting me, one with one of my thumb bent backward [just enough to be a deterrent in case I tried to move], and one holding a hypodermic syringe in a threatening manner. THEN the ‘attractive female nurse’ came in and shooed them all out. Hee-hee. It was INTERESTING and I approved of what they did. after all, we ‘nut cases’ can NOT be trusted. But I was ‘amused’ when I was left alone at first in the room with the door shut, to get undressed, and found a serrated plastic knife on the floor of my room. More hee-hees. So much for protecting the ‘patient’ from himself! ! *****in a local library in a volume of New York State laws bri ;)