Girl, Interrupted Audiobook Demo
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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
North American (General) North American (US General American - GenAM)Transcript
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For many of us, the hospital was just as much a refuge as it was a prison though, we were cut off from the world and all the trouble we enjoyed stirring up out there. We were also cut off from the demands and expectations that had driven us crazy. What could be expected of us now that we were stowed away in a loony bin. The hospital shielded us from all sorts of things. We'd tell the staff to refuse phone calls or visits from anyone we didn't want to talk to, including our parents. I'm too upset. We'd wail and we wouldn't have to talk to whoever it was. As long as we were willing to be upset, we didn't have to get jobs or go to school. We could weasel out of anything except eating and taking our medication in a strange way. We were free. We'd reached the end of the line. We had nothing more to lose our privacy, our liberty, our dignity, all of this was gone. And we were stripped down to the bare bones of ourselves naked. We needed protection and the hospital protected us. Of course, the hospital had stripped us naked in the first place. But that just underscored its obligation to shelter us and the hospital fulfilled its obligation. Somebody in our families had to pay a good deal of money for that $60. $1967 a day, just for the room therapy, drugs and consultations were extra. 90 days was the usual length of mental hospital insurance coverage. But 90 days was barely enough to get started on a visit to mclane. My work up alone took 90 days. The price of several of those college educations I didn't want was spent on my hospitalization.