I was 19. It was a 150 miles one-way for my parents to take me there. It was the first time I heard someone talking to themselves in my vicinity. My roommate was going on about Jesus Christ and Satan. I don’t know what I thought about that. I played a lot of pool and ping-pong. I walked to the park down tne street early one morning. I got my first kiss from a 27 year old blonde woman. A counselor/nurse took me jogging with him one fine day. I talked to a woman I liked and she actually talked back!!!
The food was good and there was plenty of orange juice to drink. I played chess but for literally the first time in my life since my dad taught me how to play when I was 7 year old, I actually quit halfway through a game because I couldn’t’ concentrate. I used to sit myself in a chair overlooking a tree filled valley.
I took baths and did my laundry. Some girl got admitted and I walked past her room and she asked me if I “wanted to make it”. I declined (it was probably the craziest decision I ever made in 37 years with paranoid schizophrenia). I actually did want to make it with her very much. We watched films, it was an open ward so I used to walk to the cafeteria by myself.
It seemed like I was in there for a month but I was actually only there for a week and a half.
