Six New Stories of Recovery...NEW YORK CITYVOICES: November/December 2000
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My Recovery Story
By SHEILA RAMPSEY-MILTON
"it took a good year of hard work by my therapist to get me to see I was my own worst enemy."Recovery: A Miracle of God
By STACEY S. MALES
"I thought mental illness only for the mentally weak and fragile. I prided myself on my intellectual capabilities. Now I know that what we have: talents, skills, capabilities; they are all God-given gifts."We Are Not Alone
By DAVE WALKER
" I am now working, and utilizing the skills, which I have acquired over the years, and I now feel like a productive person again ... The best part of my job is when a consumer comes into our offices looking for help."My Actions Almost Cost Me My Kids
By DIANNA TORRES
"You cannot imagine the feeling of loss I experienced that day when the Mobil Crisis Unit came to evaluate me so they could take my children away from me. That was when I really gave up on everything."Psychiatric Trauma: The Golden Hour
By SHIRLEE COHEN
"Handcuffed. Standing in the middle of my living room, surrounded by six of New York's finest, I was bewildered. At five foot three, I could not imagine, that for five brawny men and a muscular female, I posed a threat. "Home
By SARA ABEND
"She looked up handing me a towel, a comb, a bottle of generic shampoo and a deodorant, indicating 'the showers are to the left past the phone. Come back when you've finished.'"
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