Don't Say Crazy...

How does it feel, as a woman struggling with post-traumatic disorder, to come face to face with somebody else's mental illness ?Is it fair to expect people suffering from mental illness to be locked away from others, just because they might end up hurting them badly ?What are the choices ? Is love a possibility worth entertaining under such circumstances ?Personality disorders are probably more common than we think, and yet it does come as quite a shock when someone you are interacting with turns out to be affected.
Going beyond the socially acceptable, just to shed a light on what a budding intimacy is like with someone so many would be quick to label "crazy". Is there any hope that love could actually help ?Follow the steps of that unsuspecting woman as she is groping her way through such a disturbing intimate relationship. Find out where this went when you read "Don't say crazy..."