Sunday, June 29, 2008
I have fond memories of young Beanie. I wish we could have found you somehow ... "It seems to me the basic definition of mental illness is the persistent, painful inability to simply be with someone else. It might be lifelong, or it might descend like a sudden catastrophe, this blankness between ourselves and the rest of the world. The blankness might not even be obvious to others. But on that side of that severed connection, it must have been hell, a life lived behind glass. .... there is a crack in everything - that's how the light gets in - I hope you are in the light....
