After the first year of schizophrenia torture I was allowed to write down the events of that year in a diary. I also wrote essays about the torture. On whatever came to mind. Looking at them now I can’t make sense out of some of them. The vocabulary has changed in what I call things now. A good deal of information is stored in these files. These files which I’ve borrowed from to write and share my story on Twitter and here now but which have never been released completely. I’m only loathe to share them because they contain every single detail I remembered at the time of writing them. They are legible. They are full of good information on my torture. You will learn from them. If I feel like editing out all my private information I might just post some of it. Until you tell me to stop.