Against my better judgment, I’m going back in time to my first detainment. It was violent, traumatic, and I was highly suspicious and paranoid. It was ten years ago but I still remember everything like it just happened.
I don’t know if it’s good for me, these retellings of old, painful events. But the urge to tell it and get it out once and for all, with the hindsight of history, is powerful.
Documenting my journey through the mental health system 
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