It's not medication that's made me 'better'. It's socializing here in the psych ward that I've been prompted to do, that has recivilized me. I'd grown wild is all, from isolation.
I have to say though, slaughterhouses are okay, but me walking nude is not? Everyone says I could get hurt going out in the nude, and that it's for my own safety I was hauled in here and locked in. But everyone here is a hardcore drug addict. I've been making friends here. I'm not going to start doing hard drugs, but, I'm not familiar with this walk of life. People into heroin and proud of it. We'll see what happens when we all get together on the outside.