Thank you for writing me. I'm dealing with some spiritual issues. It's easier to just give up than it is to fight. I've got myself in trouble and now I have to face the music. Honestly, I don't like the song. But that's life.
My life is a wreck. It's not going to be easy to keep it together. Isolation just accelerates my mental/spiritual illness. I don't believe in mental illness. Well, in my case, I know my problem is a spiritual problem. I'm in isolation because I hit a psych tech. Who does that?
I'm learning about myself. It's painful. I wasn't let out of my cell today. I could complain all day but it's not going to change anything. I'm just trying to be strong.
So what happened to Patrick? I appreciate your reaching out to me. I know my mom is fighting her butt off for me. She told me your son died. I'm sorry to hear that. So what does your blog do?
I believe I have a mental illness. I'm scared I won't get help. I'm afraid I'm going to die. I don't know what to say. I can't concentrate. I regret hitting that psych tech. I need help. I feel like I'm dying. I need to be positive.
I hope you're well. Good luck with your blog and book. I'm thankful to be alive still. I want to live. Nice meeting you. Thank you for your prayers.
Travis can receive cards and letters. No books. Thank you so much.
Since this post, Travis, due to health reasons, has been moved. His current mailing address is the following:
Mental Health Crisis Bed
PO BOX 8103
San Luis Obispo, California