Being a tough, hyper-vigilant survivor sure comes in handy sometimes, like now, confronting untreated mentally ill folks touching my stuff at the station! For example: “That’s my bag. So, you don’t need to touch it.” This is like when I was busking, only 5 times as “interesting”!
[Pictured: Cover of the book Nowhere to Go: The Tragic Odyseey of the Homeless Mentally Ill, by E. Fuller Torrey, M.D. Courtesy of Internets, The.]