This is one of the best books I’ve read in years. It’s part memoir about life in the New York State Psychiatric Hospital in the 90s—caught in the shift from Freudian psychoanalysis to the big pharma-influenced biomedical model, part analysis of how women (in particular) are taught to be sick when they need to receive care, not provide it, and part love letter to the madwomen writers from all over. & the writing is just fantastic.
