Grief and Burnout: The Challenge of Staying Out of Psychiatry
Mad in America
JANUARY 31, 2025
E very time I put pen to paper about my story I shiver for I do not know what my pen will blacken the paper with. But I let it blacken, for maybe some part of the narrative will give further courage to another. That night, I dont know when, perhaps in October 2024, my sister was rushing me in her car through the night. Our destinations were psychiatric hospitals or wards within general hospitals where my blood pressure and pulse could be brought down.
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