There wasn't much to get out of the places I stayed in. It was basically just an opportunity to escape from the real world and stabilize myself, but there wasn't really anything to gain from it besides that. My psychiatrist also ran the psych. ward, and he was so over-worked that I didn't get a whole lot of one on one time. Most of the people were in there because they required a lot of care, and the people that took care of them got tired of it. Those were the ones that got the lion's share of attention. Plus, the therapist I was assigned to was extremely incompetent. He was always quoting Dr. Phil, which is like a scientist quoting Ken Ham.
Like I said, there wasn't much to gain.
Like I said, there wasn't much to gain.
Even if the open windows of science at first make us shiver after the cozy indoor warmth of traditional humanizing myths, in the end the fresh air brings vigor, and the great spaces have a splendor of their own - Bertrand Russell
