I was 14 years old when I saw One Flew Over Cuckoo's Nest in cinema. Seeing the daylight after the show I gazed at people on the street wondering: Who was 'normal' and who was 'crazy'? How do I know? Am I crazy? (Desperate inquisitive teenage quest for the answer to: Who am I?).
Today I saw Psychiatry: No Science, No Cures
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