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Overall, my vacation to the psyche ward was ultimately beneficial, it snapped me out of a lot of my thinking habits, and it gave me a new direction for moving forward...If I can be seen as moving forward at all. The way I escaped is I told the actual psychiatrist, who seemed to have a thing for anti-depressants, that I had credit card bills to pay, and I saw the sad careerist anxiety fill his heart as he made the made the call.