This ain’t no disco

What I share in this series are three times in my life when my worldview changed, grouped in order of realization: three months in a psych hospital, a new high school, and the recognition that what came before was not normal. The names in the stories below have been changed. It’s strange how closely memory clings to a name, as if the truth of what happened can’t be separated from the people who were really there. I was there, and these are my memories.