"I spent a miserable six years in that hospital," I said as I sat on the couch in Dr. Robertson's office.
"What happened to you there?" asked Dr. Robertson.
"They tortured me on a daily basis. And they drugged me when they weren't torturing me."
"What happened with Monica?"
"I had wanted to give her my rosary bracelet, but by that point I had completely lost it."
"Lost your mind?"
"No, the bracelet."
"Oh, I see, Michael. You must have been devastated."
"I was, but first I was so bewildered to be in San Diego Psych Hospital."
Monday, January 5, 2009
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