Drugged Up With Pills & The Stranger

I agreed to go back into the hospital again. I started hearing voices, voices to kill myself. I was so depressed & confused. In the hospital they did a test on me to see if I was schizophrenic & they put these things on my head it was like glued to my head. And when I was done with the test I walked back to the street to the hospital to my room & I went in the bathroom & took one look in the mirror & scared the holy crap out of me. My hair was standing straight up all over the place. And I had walk in front of traffic looking like that. How embarrassing. And it was fun trying to get the crap out of my hair too. I was diagnosed with schizophrenia!!!




Finally when they released me from the hospital I was on 8 anti- psychotic meds, 5 anti- depressant meds, 3 anti-anxiety meds, & a couple for things I don’t remember why. I was really drugged up pretty bad. But was able to kinda function, I guess, I sorta look like I had no animation in my face.



One day I was in my cottage & this man was outside weed eating, an older gentlemen about late 60’s early 70’s & something told me to go give him a glass of water. I said to myself, ‘No Way, I just don’t know this man, you just got out of the hospital & he’s plain & simple a stranger.’ But something kept pushing me over & over. So I finally gave in & I took him a glass of water. We talked a minute & he goes ”Do you know who I am?” I said, “No” He said “I’m the Pastor that owns the church over there & I own this property. I’m Rev. Gates. And you are more than welcome to come to the church sometime.” I said, “Boy do I have some questions for you!!!”