Friday, August 22, 2008

We are all a little crazy

For some reason, I've started reading a few mommy blogs. The Bloggess got me started. Then I started reading her other blog Good Mom/Bad Mom that she writes with another mom for the Houston Chronicle. And it's snowballed since then. Well on GM/BM every Sunday, they post links to interesting posts from around the blogoslavkia world that bloggers submit (not to brag - okay maybe just a smidge of bragging - I was actually included in this past Sunday's blog roundup for my post on the sex chair).

One such week several months ago (Ok, so I've been lazy about getting this post done. Sue me. Actually on second thought, please don't. I don't have any money to hire a lawyer), they included a link to a woman doing a series she called The Crazy Chronicles. Intrigued by what they had to say about it, I clicked over. And what I read was one of the most amazing stories in my life.
How did this happen? How did it get this bad, this quickly? Last night I was talking with a friend, laughing. A few short hours later, I was being led from my house by the police and paramedics. Maybe I am crazy, I thought.
From the beginning I was hooked. Crystal, that's the name of this unbelievably strong, courageous and inspiring woman, had recently spent some time at a mental institution.
I meekly followed behind them and felt, for the thousandth time that day, shame burn my face. I was being forcibly taken to a psychiatric facility. Never say never, I thought.
She has broken up her story into chapters. Each one more riveting than the last. And before I knew it, I was spending at least an hour reading her story. I don't believe she's done telling it, and every day I check the Chronicles to see if she's added another chapter because I'm hopelessly addicted to reading what happens next.
The education I was about to receive was more important, more profound and worthy than any college class or book I had ever read. It was also the most difficult because it meant I would have to be honest about who I really am and how I got here.
Not only is it a very honest, very real account of what it's like inside the walls of a mental institution. And she's done it in a way that is both heart breaking and at times, funny.
Yes, Charlie Brown, there is a hierarchy in the loony bin and I'm Queen Poobah of the blithering idiots.
She's incredibly open about her past. Let me tell you this woman's life was difficult. And the fact that she has pulled herself up from all the shit she's been through and continued on is an inspiration and confirmation that we are not alone. As someone who has had mental illness touch very close to home in her family, it provides hope that we all can get a handle on our demons, because we all have them.

So, thank you Crystal. For your story and for having the courage to share it with the world.

4 comments:

Jenny, the Bloggess said...

Amen. Crystal's story is so amazing...and sadly, for so many of us...so familiar.

The Introvert said...

OMG. I remember when I discovered the Crazy Chronicles and spent hours catching up. I could NOT stop reading! I even managed to get my husband to read it, and soon he was hooked too. Crystal, if you're reading this, hurry up and write another chapter!!!!

LisaDuvall said...

I found your blog through GM/BM and I'm lovin' it. The sex chair story actually made a bit sad. I've never caught anyone having sex in public. Oh geez. What I wouldn't give. :)

Anyway just wanted to say I'm lovin' your blog. And I'll have to check out the Crazy Chronicles.

Becky Mochaface said...

Thanks Lisa!