Even when cops don't arrest you it still gets bad.

When I needed a walk after reacting badly (prior PTSD) to witnessing my entire family and my dog die in a nightmare my parent called the cops. Because I pushed my sister out of the way and poked her in the forehead on my way out and she had no idea how to interpret it. In Canada, my position leads to a hospital escort.

You know when you try to convince someone in a medical environment you're fine and that means you're crazy? I got out the moment I started lying, and I've got some lovely minor organ damage from the 2000mg of lithium they put me on before I had enough of waiting calmly.

I was locked in a room with bars for 2 weeks and observed like a guinea pig. If I didn't have prior experience with extended isolation due to my abuse I'd have become so damn reactive. I do not cope well having control ripped away from me.

Call the cops if you're God damn dying, not if you're scared and unsure. They're like a gun. Don't point it if you're not sure.