I spent some time today going through the many papers and things that I have collected during my many inpatient stays at mental health facilities. I found hand outs and notes from classes and groups. I found quite a few poems, some serious and some hilarious (Hairy Legs anyone?). I found phone numbers and addresses of people I don't have the faintest memory of (ECTs can do that to you).
I also found some artwork done during recreational and art therapy groups. I'm honestly not an artistic person (even my stick figures could use some work) but surprisingly these were some of my favorite groups. Below is a collage I made which despite its simplicity was very inspiring to me. The message is elementary, this ain't a Gandhi quote. But it reminded me who I was at a time when I was a stranger even to myself.
So the question is... Who are you?