My Mental Health Counselor Retired Comments

An intense notion. I wonder if this refers to the comment you made on my poem The Dangers of Seclusion. The situation sounds similar. This also reminds me of a line from the play Fences. The man done had his life ruined fighting for what? and they wanna take and lock him up. Let him be free. He don't bother nobody (He was talking about his brother who fought in world war II and got part of his head blown off. He has a metal plate in his head and hasn't been quite right ever since(in fact he thinks hes the angel Gabriel) . Still, his brother lets him live where he wants to and have his own independence.