![]() Radical Therapist, that the main cause of mental illness wasĬapitalism. I joined a group at the Berkeley Rap Center, a free clinic using Ericīerne’s transactional analysis, and embodying the ideas of The Steeper roller coaster ride, with even deeper lows and highs. Suggested I go there because they had more knowledge of how to My brother had spent some time in Berkeley, California, and The stays usually lasted a month, the time it takes to evaluate Yearly hospitalizations became a routine for me when I had psychoticīreaks. He was the authority and I had no alternatives. Minutes and said that I needed to be hospitalized. ![]() Mom brought me to a psychiatrist who listened to my story for ten ![]() Thought I heard a helicopter following me and, to escape, drove myĬar off the road, hitting a tree. One day I took a drive out into the suburbs to get away from it all. This was too much for me to comprehend, and created the I think that they opened the doors to the reality of who I was and to my Some people ask me if taking psychedelics made me crazy. Watched and followed, and I started hearing voices. Thought that someone was putting drugs in my food, that I was being Eventually Iīegan having flashbacks to those experiences without the drugs. My inner experiences–experiments with psychedelics. TheĬonflict of lifestyles was exacerbated when I gained awareness from I’d invested so much, I couldn’t just drop out. This era gave hope for a better world and was quite a contrast to myĪcademic lifestyle. During the storm our neighbor’s tent was destroyed. Of attending the Woodstock Festival was not so much about the musicĪs it was about genuine brotherly love-sharing and caring for oneĪnother. The emerging counter-culture revolution: radical politics, communes,Īlternative schools, rock music and psychedelics. The Counter-Culture Conflicts With My Lifestyleĭuring the late ’60’s, while still in grad school, I became involved in “recommendations”: Don is a campus goodie-goodie.” “Don is brilliantīut remote.” In my opinion those professors acted immorally out of aĬonceived stigma, and should have instead told me flat out that they (note that employment was not so scarce in the ’70’s), I got suspiciousĪnd had the file sent to a friend. I did not haveĪccess to my personal file. In those days there was no Freedom Of Information Act. Publish or perish, backbiting, old boy’s club and other harsh realities Sensitive to continue in the academic lifestyle, with its competitive Hospital, I made my decision to drop out. I found some answers to nature’s riddles in scienceĬlasses and was more comfortable with test tubes than people.Įntering college, I had a dream of becoming a Ph D biochemist, doing Learned to appreciate nature and developed curiosity about much that I was shy, and isolated myselfįortunately, Mom sent me to camp every summer year after year. I was in pain butĭidn’t know where or how to express it. No wonder I felt stupid, ugly and clumsy growing up. Dad once said, “I heard you got an A on a report. “Stand up straight!” Don’t pick your nose!” “Speak like a man!” TheseĪre some of the commands from my mom that I endured as anĪdolescent. His book, available on Amazon, is The Bumpy Road: A Memoir of Culture Clash, Including Woodstock, Mental Hospitals and Living In Mexico. Check out his free video, 7-Step Self-Hypnosis Process, by signing up here. Don Karp, helps young adults recovering from schizophrenia with practical, science based self-care.
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