We are making special marbles for people in the mental health field that we know in the first 6 years of inappropriate treatment. Of the 100 0r so that we had to deal with this 7 people were competent and they treated us like a person. They understood they did not understand. On of them is a nurse in a hospital who gave us a hug and told us to take care with tears in her eyes after she told the sheriff I did not need to be shackled as I was different. I told her it will be ok this is just material for a Country Western Song. It was pretty much a joke. I had been leaving the hospital for walks and drove to get something to eat.
One is the therapist who was with me when I first told. i thought it was just that one time. Smile. I was talking to CJ on my right and Mikie on my left and she suspected I might be DID. She steered me to a competent therapist who I am still seeing.
Two others are secetaries who treated me like a person.
One is a therapist who I do not really remember. She and I pretty much never had a chance. We did what we could.
One is a therapist who was really good with me on the phone when I was freaking out.
One is a art therapist at Mclean’s. I gave most of them marbles last time I was there. Last March.
It is honoring that they showed there humanity when few did. Part of it is saying good-bye to the mental health field and all the hospitals. Part of it is a fuck you to those who are still confident they are doing good in the world and are likely doing more harm than good.
We made 5 marbles today and some of them will be acceptable. We may have enough marbles now. We want them to be special.
We have always had something that we are dong in our spare time. Just something we do.
