He ran past the nurses and started shaking and chanting and stuff. I think the nurses stopped him. Us patients were all led away
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Question who has more or less reasoning
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Who was more deluded, him, or the patient?
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It livened up a dull day on the ward!
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yeah it is unfortunate =(
I went to church once and talked with a priest. He was so nice, blessed me. I told him I am bipolar, he asked about my life. And then he prayed for me and then also put some oil on my forehead. I have a few rosaries at home. I like it. I think it helps sometimes even psychologically
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Then he was “cured”.
I used to be convinced I was possessed. I even befriended a priest and would talk/visit with him regularly.
Eventually we both agreed I was just Mi.
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I wish I had been there. I would have hissed at him like I do with all the street preachers I run across. You wouldn’t believe how incredibly gratifying their reactions tend to be.
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