When the Help Becomes Part of the Problem
Mad in America
MAY 10, 2024
M y first encounter with the psychiatric system in America was at the age of 18. With each step I took into the building, the kilos of shame I had felt since the age of five built up upon my back. He was amicable, handsome, and seemed to be around the age of twenty-five. 5 on the 4.0 I was a failure. I’ll call him Carlos.
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