5150[Involuntary psychiatric hold]
I remember my childhood in Washington, DC. I was crossing the intersection of 16th and Ust NW, there was a white guy next to me and a voice told me to push him out into traffic. Make a long story short, I have been diagnosed many times with many things and I am non-compliant with my medication. I believe more so in spiritual health and that my issue must be dealt with from the origin not the ending. So this section of my blog addresses my less loving moments, thoughts and actions in order to voice what lies beneath the physical before a trigger is pulled.
