Psychosis: Leaving Home – Part Three

I. 10:15 am A curly-haired woman sits at the front of the Day Room, smiling at us. Only four patients came to Mindfulness Therapy today. The man next to me keeps nodding off on the table, the fluffy ring of white hair encircling his skull bobbing gently up and down with his breathing. “Take a […]

Psychosis: Leaving Home – Part One

It’s a drizzling day in April. It’s two am. It’s five pm. It doesn’t matter in the darkness and nobody knows. I’m inside, of course. I’m always inside. Things are happening again. My days are lived in shreds and scraps, like this one: shrouded in a ripped quilt, I sink into myself, the visceral terror […]