i feel for you
i was involuntarily committed and had a similar outcome. Places like that are supposed to help us in need, not kick us while we're down and strip away all human dignity.
When getting checked into the hospital after the sheriff escorted me, there were 3 stripping away my clothes and me a sobbing mess begging them to stop because i have been a victim of rape and other things. i was having the worst panic attack of my life, sobbing uncontrollably, extremely distraught, and practical curling up in the fetal position of the chair. One of the nurses was extremely rude and hateful telling me "i dont get why you're crying. It's over with so stop". Definitely not how you handle a patient with a traumatic background and ptsd.
i learned from other patients each of us was treated differently. i was often ignored and denied simple needs such as clean underwear. others got clean fresh clothes that had been donated yet i asked 4 times and was denied. The last time i asked a man went over after me and was given something in front of me.
The nurses took care of the other patients laundry and took them to their rooms, however the same nurse who had fussed at me during getting checked in, made me get my own things (which i didn't mind, it was the fact i was treated so differently than others, to the point fellow patients were commenting on it).
My first day there the same hateful nurse chased me down the hall to my room fussing at me that i had to go to group. i told her my stomach was hurting and needed to use the restroom. She only got hateful towards me. After i left my room i went to ask for someone to rebandage my arm (which was often neglected and became extremely sore and infected and i tended to my own wound myself by reusing the bandages i had). The nurse yelled at me across the room saying it would be tended to layer, that i needed to go to group. Everyone could see through the glass walls and hear her yelling at me, which only bothered my anxiety more.
There was even a patient who suffered from paranoid schizophrenia who had served in the war after 9/11. He served many tours. Sadly they cornered him one day threatening to strap in a straight jacket and strap him to a table in this padded quiet room. They only upset him more and he was yelling a lot. A lot of other patients were joking, some like myself got upset, and others were worried and outraged yelling for them to stop. He met a girl who also served as well as him and she helped him later on in calming down. After they started hanging out, he became a different person. He was more comfortable and felt safer with us patients but not the staff.
The horrible mistreatment of so many patients in need of help and support during a mental crisis is unbearably cruel. Inpatient treatment was one of the absolute worst things i have had to experience.
The kindness i dealt with were actually the police officers who told me i had a court order to be involuntarily committed and the officer who escorted me following the initial hospital as they waited for a bed to open up. i remember he was so polite and offered to carry my bag as it was extremely heavy. He open the doors for me, gave me some space, tried comforting me. He gave me my phone to text some people to let them know where i was going and said that they were going to help. (The nurses didn't help much, but, he did).
Some people have good experiences with Inpatient care, but a lot of us walk away hurting even more. It's a shame.