“We sat in good silence, for me relieved silence, watching the thick rush-hour traffic and the jammed streetcars -- all leaving us behind, leaving me feeling cast off and useless, remembering when I too hate somewhere to go, something to do.” PovertyMental HealthWelfareStigma Book:Upstairs In The Crazy House: The Life Of A Psychiatric Survivor Source: Upstairs In The Crazy House: The Life Of A Psychiatric Survivor