People who equate truth with fact are missing the point.

A Rickety Bridge

I arrived for my very first psych hospital stay without any books. Without anything, actually, because I was operating on a profound, dangerous sleep deficit and there was nothing going on in my brain that wasn’t destructive. The doctor at that little hospital started giving me a Prozac capsule every day, this brand-new drug . . . → Read More: A Rickety Bridge

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