A couple of years ago I was in a club in London and a couple of girls spiked my drink. I've never been the same since.
The strongest nurse put me in a headlock while the rest grabbed my legs and arms and, as they call it, "restrained" me.
That's not ACTUALLY Jesus, that's two psychotic inpatients playing Trivial Pursuit with an attendant.
Twin Towers, mental health and drug dealers.
The counsellor at my anger management course once told me Britain is in a state of devolution.
I got to meet Jessica Simpson.
I could clearly see myself shooting into and killing groups of people.
And all the things stuck on it.
I just had a pretty high manic episode where I took off to Florida on a whim's notice.
(A look at the things we found in a day program for the mentally ill in Chicago)
When I went on Social Security/Disability, I had a lot of time on my hands.
Glori Anderson impregnated a woman with her prayers. And then met Johnny Carson.
If you open yourself up to the universe, it's amazing what you can come up with.
Why The Real World is hilarious...
10 ways I try to be a good mom.
Have you ever wondered what the Wu's drug of choice was when they recorded their first album?
I'm 26, bipolar, and manic. I'm on four different medications.
February was a good time to be the Gross Jar.
Rob is on four different psych meds at the moment.
The time our manic depressive correspondent met Hilary Clinton.
This issue was written by people with mental illnesses from hospitals in London, Berlin, Stockholm and a day centre care program in Northfield, Illinois, USA.
Pictures From the Melbourne Store Launch.
My name is Lana and I'm a transsexual prostitute from Samoa.
If you work at Australia Post in Canberra, you're basically a courier for porn merchants.