After taking medications and following a treatment plan, the hospitalizations had gradually replaced family vacations, and I only seemed to be getting worse. “Is it possible you’re wrong about me?” I asked. “Is it possible this whole thing is a mistake”?
[Alice’s] brown eyes are comparatively lucid in a room filled with women alternately sedated or enraged. She comforts Shania, who believes a bulldozer is parked inside her forehead, and Sabrina,…