Dr. Mitchell had been suggesting the support group for weeks, but Marcus had resisted. The idea of sitting in a circle with other people who heard voices or saw things that weren't there felt like admitting defeat, like accepting that he was one of "them"—the mentally ill, the broken, the people who couldn't function without intervention.
But January had arrived cold and unforgiving, and Marcus found himself increasingly isolated. Elena had returned from Texas but was consumed by her spring semester coursework. David had gone back to California. The campus had refilled with students, but Marcus felt separated from them by an invisible barrier, marked by his hospitalization in ways that were never spoken but always present.



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