Taboo

Psych used to be taboo.

A whisper.

It was broken open by Susannah Keyson who wrote “Girl Interrupted” back in the ’90’s. I couldn’t finish reading the book because of how corrupted by psych my life was at that time but I read enough to to be completely thrilled that a light was being cast into the shadows where my life had lain still for so many years in the darkness of psychworld.

She went to the expensive MacLean Hospital in Belmont, Mass. where I had seen a doctor when I lived in the area; I went to a state hospital here in PA after that. I always dreamed that I would be the one to take it to the next level. But I got so fed up with the system and even with other patients–as I got older and got FAT–and had more interesting things to worry about like MY SON; that I lost interest in standing up for patients, such as myself, in psychworld.

But here I am uncertainly moving through the moments of a closure of a case against Hopkins? Noone will tell me. But I am hearing to my head that there is a large settlement and that the case is closed. Tomorrow will tell.

Either way, will I have anything to say any more? It has certainly been a challenging ride.