Is this a normal reaction to this situation?

In 2013 I was evicted from my apartment because we had fire doors installed. They built two fire doors on each floor and it affected my reading. At this time I was 135 pounds and I had just lost 40 pounds eating protein bars in replacement for meals for two months straight. It affected my reading because the doors slammed and it's purpose was to stop the spread of fires. I figured that the fire would spread regardless and these doors were very loud.

So I put grocery bags underneath the door to prop the door open. I was told numerous times by my landlord that it was the law for these doors to be in place. I was not aware of any new law and nobody told me that they would be building the doors. I got in fights with my neighbors over the noise and even a physical altercation with one where he pushed me.

Eventually they ordered me to show up to court and I didn't. They gave me seven days to get my stuff and get out. I had a cat at the time and my cat was taken from me. So I left the apartment and I took a bag of stuff with me. I was walking along an alley when I received a call from the Crisis Hotline people who visited me sometimes because I have Aspergers Syndrome and for some reason they wanted to have contact with me. So they called me and told me they would put me up at a hotel for a few nights. I said alright and they showed up at a gas station and a doctor assessed me on the spot for less than a minute.

They took me away in an unmarked police car to a psychiatric ward where for a while I was kept in isolation until they put me in a unit where meth addicts slept. So I got moved to a normal unit where I had to sleep with two other people in the same room. For four months.

Not for a single day did they ever tell me when I could leave. They had nothing to do at the hospital except share two TV's, a ping pong table, magazines and old books, and I wasn't aloud to bring in electronics or even go out to go get more clothes for a week. And they wouldn't tell me when I could have my "privileges".

So after three days of being in the "normal" unit I couldn't handle the stress of the situation I started going down to the cafeteria and eating cake and cookies. And I gained all the weight back.

I didn't have money at the time to move into a new apartment either. And my family didn't want me to live with them. And I had no friends to crash with.