Piedmont Hospital, an ice storm, and a childhood spent believing the world operated on self-propulsion. Ben T. lived by two rules: everyone must like him, and no one can know it. This facade held until college, where a "spiritual experience of the chemical variety" triggered a cascade of depression. Terrified by a family history of suicide, Ben spiraled into blackouts that felt like a part-time job. He woke up in a bed soiled with vomit at seventeen; years later, he woke up in an ambulance next to a man with a gunshot wound.
After a failed stint as a screenwriter in LA and a suicide attempt, he was shipped to a Boston psychiatric ward for the chronically ill. He felt destined to remain overmedicated and institutionalized. Only after totaling his car and hitting a wall of incomprehensible demoralization did he stop treating the Steps like a monster. By clearing the ground of his own wreckage, he found a Higher Power and a sense of belonging.
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