I really like strange people. Not strange annoying but people who are peculiar for which words do not do justice. I have a love hate relationship with working in mental health. I enjoy getting to know the people that many call "crazy" but I do not enjoy the labels, the system and the business of mental health. I like to get to know the people who live on the street. They are the most fascinating people I've ever met. I am not sure they would say the same about me. I've had medications spit on me. I've been kicked and had chairs thrown in my direction. I also once had a young man pull out his penis and run around the room in a stress management group I was facilitating. That was stressful. Once, I left the door wide open at the locked down facility I worked at. I had to count all 99 residents to ensure that nobody had escaped. I think I've seen a lot. I like being on my toes. I pay attention to details. I like to be surprised. If I could lose any sense, it would be my ability to he