Sadié Sidney

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I Was Honestly Thinking of Deleting my Blog/They Shackled Me in the Psych Ward

May 10, 2026

I took some time off from my blog and even deleted it due to the paranoia I felt after I was released from the psych ward. This time I was set up by a "friend". I was having a bad day closer to my birthday and she randomly called the police on me. I had a stand off with the police and they snatched me from my home and took me to the hospital where they strapped me down from ankles to wrists. They shackled my wrists so tight that I almost died from lack of circulation and they had to run an emergency IV on me for x amount of hours. The whole time they lied to me. They told me my psychiatrist was coming and they didn't even notify my psychiatrist that I was there. They called my abusive family when I didn't request for them to nor did I provide them with my family's number, I still don't know how they got my family's number to this day. I was shackled for hours while I screamed and fought. I still don't understand why they shackled me when I did not com...

New York City Marathon The route for the 2022 New York City Marathon starts right here at the Verrazzano-Narrows Bridge, crossing from Staten Island into Brooklyn and eventually coursing through all five boroughs of New York. This photo gives you an idea just how many people will be running today. Because the race starts early on a November morning, many runners show up in layered clothing to beat the typical chill. But once they heat up from running, those layers come off and are often discarded on sidewalks. Race organizers collect the activewear left behind by 50,000 runners, about 26 tons a year, and donate it to charity. While in one of my many lessons, I was told that "I am always running" by an abuser that I was captured by. Yes, I have the right to run. Yes, if you hurt me, I have the right to run as far away from you as possible. This particular partner would call me a "cry baby" when I had just lost my twin brother to murder. I will never forget the c...