Mental Health Update

I saw One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest in London recently, which made for good drama. Here's a more realistic view from inside.

I remember those movies from the seventies and eighties where guys like Jack Nicholson were put into a cold dank looking place, white walls, piles of meds and patients walking around in a daze ready to be inspired to revolt and enjoy life all by an energetic and charismatic scitzo. If a place like that does exist, I certainly was not privileged enough to populate it. My time at Homevale was an eye opener to say the absolute least. Though in the long run I feel as though my therapy failed successfully, I did learn a lot about myself and the world. I was diagnosed with schizophrenia which is a chronic, severe, and disabling brain disease, but if any one had asked, I would have explained that I was just lonely. The use of antipsychotic medications to control my self-talk was the automatic response but strangely enough it was the other young crazies that surrounded me that truly “cured” me.

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