My sister who has suffered from depression for longer than I can remember, attempted suicide about 12 years ago when her husband of 18 years came to the realization that she was a bitch and decided he wanted a divorce. She took a bottle of sleeping pills. Her husband came home and found her, took her to the hospital and called me so he could get back to his golf game I guess
they pumped her stomach, tied her down and monitored her for the night. The next morning I was there with her when the Dr. came in. As we were discussing with her what had happened and what qw could do about it, I can remember his exact words. He said, "if she fits the criteria, they will keep her and she will get the help she needs." I told her then that she would be coming home because "criteria" was the code word for insurance. The drugs weren't even completely out of her system when they released her later that morning to me and another sister. She was belligerent and combatant. We had no choice but to deal with it ourselves.
She's been with me now for about 11 years. I get to deal with her anger and bitterness daily. It has not abated one bit. However, she still has no insurance, so proper treatment for her illness isn't going to come any time soon.