It feels weird when you’re on a ward, taking medicine in a new place and for some the first time. It’s sterile, it’s uncomfortable and personally, it’s not pleasant.
For some reason these cups represent something personal to me and I cannot put my finger on exactly what that something is.
The idea of the cups being disposable and the patient using the cup also feeling disposable perhaps?
Is the ever increasing suicide rate indicating that medication alone is not enough?