My Girl Interrupted Years
I watched Girl, Interrupted last night. I cried a lot. My girlfriend took me to see this movie in 1999, in San Francisco, when it hit theatres. Her motives were simple. She was always searching for any potential on screen lesbian action. She missed how relatable this film would be to me, how it would stir up my feelings about psych unit stays, especially my first one. Toward the end of high school, I spent 2 months inpatient. This was 10 years past the era of the movie, on a different sort of ward, but close enough. The movie patients were parts of me and parts of others I’d met along the way. My identification with the main character Susanna was so strong, so powerful. I had to tune it all out. I made myself turn away and then forget or at least suppress. Nobody around me would understand and my girlfriend didn’t have that as her focus. It wasn’t at all on her radar screen. Recently I’ve been working in therapy on recognizing myself and being my own person. I’m fascinated wi...