"It launched with force. It slammed into my chest. The top claws, the front claws were all up by my face and by my neck.......... I was twenty four years old. I didn’t want to die."
Without ever hearing him say a word he spoke to me. He said, “I am the fifth fallen angel. You’ve served me well, and you will serve me again.”
It was just terrible. So I’m taking the medicine and I am correctly diagnosed but I’m still not really feeling any better. I’m not free from this bipolar.
So I told my doctor I was leaving. Now this was a cancer research facility where people don’t leave alive. They can’t keep you there, so my wife’s brother drove my wife and I back to Chattanooga. I felt better just because I ...