I remember back in 1982. I was in the locked psychiatric hospital. I ended up staying there for 8 months. Before I got sick I liked to party, I got in trouble with the law several times. The cops caught me with pot a few times when I was a minor and I had to go before a judge a couple of times. My parents weren’t too pleased about that.
But when I was in this hospital I didn’t cause any trouble. I usually kept to myself and I kept a low profile. But there was one single incident where this other guy talked me into helping him steal some coffee from the cafeteria after hours. We sneaked in and I kept watch while he jumped over a wall and took some dry coffee and then he jumped back. It was so stupid. I was actually scared that I would get caught and I didn’t even drink coffee back then. But that was the only thing I did wrong.