I felt at times as if I was being made a sacrificial victim, Reading had just gotten that bad and that weird that they would do that. Plenty of them were so into it. I couldn’t but wonder about the women, that they wouldn’t stop it.
I also thought it possible that it was standard procedure for Allentown doctors to send unwanted patients to be put to bed in that place. I started out at LVH Cedar Crest.
I was desperate to tell the story about the alien encounter because it was real. They just didn’t react. Obviously you don’t get help with that on a psych ward but what was I supposed to do? My father gave me 5 minutes to get out of the house, and I had once again been off my meds for weeks because my doctor refused to provide them. And I had no money, no credit, and no place to go.
they put me on this bizarre ultra state of the art holding facility at LVH and it got bad for me there. I don’t remember too much. Then, I was in an ambulance to Reading.
I remember now that I went really nuts at the place at LVH. There wasn’t much hope for me after that.
God stepped in. Somehow he led me through everything to remain a living, breathing, more human person. I discerned the course to imitate Saint Mary Magdelan, who so loved Jesus.
Reading is a beautiful old City, but it has a problem like Easton, where I stay when I first moved back to PA. The buildings, especially the old homes, are in such a state of decay they don’t foster a healthy life,
That’s my opinion. I had a horrible time in Easton too. Both cities have assets, Easton has Lafayette College and Reading has all kind of stuff going on; but the old homes look like they are crumbling.
so, forgive and forget. Try to remember that I am a Christian.
God’s rod and His staff thy comfort me. (PSALM 23)
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