Epilogue

Abstract

In another age, I would be a witch. I live alone with two cats. I like to spend time alone. If I need a conversation I talk to my cats and my aspidistra, Benjamin, who has been with me for 30 years. I would like always to wear sloppy comfortable clothes. I would like to spend more time alone than I do now with my activist and money-earning schedule.

As women get older we get increasingly less powerful in society. I do still want to be heard on the subject of psychiatric abuse. I watch with anger the deterioration on drugs of some fellow members of survivors groups who still obey the psychiatric order to take them for life. There are still no strong alternatives to psychiatry for them to choose (Viv Lindow, Asylum Magazine, vol. 7, no 4, 1993, p. 7).