This is my accounting of the events after trying to make it in Napa. I should say that I couldn’t get by in Napa and thus I was taken into the Napa State Hospital; October 25, 1993.
Every intake question they asked I would think for some amount of seconds and then respond. By the time I got to my hospital bed I was threatening; a side effect from thinking. My cousin was pregnant with her first child.
My stay was short though, comparable to the regulars at the T-5 ward. I was sent on December 24, to Harbor Hills Hospital in Santa Cruz. This was a locked psychiatric facility.
I was out of time and needed to be competent before going back into the community. The person who helped me with that was Kimberley another patient at Harbor Hills. I thought we were getting married. My cousin had her baby.
I was ready to go back to Napa. I stayed in mental health. Napa was not the best place for me. I should have gone further North to Seattle, Washington. I might have gotten by there.
Kimberley still lives in Santa Cruz. She is one of the ones that has Schizophrenia. I was Schizo-Affective. This was a time when I really accepted my mental Illness. I also got the Home Office ethic from Kim. I also had poisoning from Salmonella earlier in 1993.
There were nurturing staff in Napa and I was able to work and be independent with my mental illness. I would like to think I had some mystery achievements there. That I will have to share for another time.
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