Before I suffered a psychotic episode I started seeing strange things which I believed were giving me instructions.
I began to think that everyone was psychic and could hear my thoughts. I had a delusional belief that my brother in-law’s takeaway was actually mine.
On a daily basis I would get a taxi without any money and travel miles away to the takeaway and confront my brother in-law and ask for the keys to the takeaway.
A lot of taxi drivers in Oldham got to know what I was doing so it became hard for me to hail or call taxis as they had heard about me and would refuse to take me to the takeaway without showing them money first.
Visited By Social Workers
At this point my family became very worried for me and didn’t know what to do. They contacted mental health services and made an appointment for me to see a doctor.
I was visited at the family home by social workers but at the time they didn’t think I needed to be hospitalised. I went to see the doctor and was paranoid about him too; I accused him of being unqualified and a fake.
“The police became involved and I remember running around and hiding in various places in my local area.”
Unfortunately, I would get angry and shout at my family and they would call an ambulance for me. This happened a few times.
I regret those days, my family didn’t do anything wrong, they just wanted what was best for me.
At this point I started to travel to Sheffield to study for my MA in Journalism. The University of Sheffield is an elite university and I was lucky to get a place on the course. It cost me £20 a day for train and bus fares to get to the university and back.
I began taking money from family and the situation became critical when I began fighting random people on the street. There was a rumour that I was carrying a knife, which was untrue.
Hunted By Police
The police became involved and I remember running around and hiding in various places in my local area.
There were at least two police vans that were searching for me and a large crowd had gathered. I managed to evade the police as I knew all the hidden places where they wouldn’t think to look.
I hid in the mosque from the police, but decided even in that paranoid state that I didn’t want to be the cause of police entering the mosque, so I sneaked out.
After being chased for about 20 minutes I was finally caught. I remember being in an alley with a young police officer who seemed terrified. He pulled out his baton although I was unarmed and started screaming at me to lie face down on the ground, I complied and he then arrested me for public disorder.
Being chased by police was scary.
I have never broken a law in my life and have never been hunted by police so this experience was horrendous. The police were only doing their job as they had been called because I was fighting with people.
I remember how I felt at being hunted and eventually captured. It was a traumatic experience.
Have you been arrested by the police while you were ill? How were you treated?
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