Mental disorders or mad gifts? Reflections from a dysfunctional graduate
By Cal Colgan| jcolgan@flagler.edu
I am about to graduate college, and I can’t even sleep soundly in my own bed. My bedroom makes a homeless camp look like a palace: dirty clothes seem to creep out of every corner and nook. Papers, posters, Power Bar wrappers and old Arizona Tea cans cover the floor, and I create “walking space” just by shifting the pile of refuse from one end of the room to the other.
My room is a testament to my life: a disorganized, erratic mess. I’ve been this way ever since I can remember.