As I walked thru the door with a calm flowing resonance flowing thru the building. Not that I am a stranger to mental health centres. Nor have I been a frequent visitor. But have been exposed to myself enough to know the calming effects a building can have on a person. Some disagree. Idc. I believe buildings live. Breathe. That all the people that Grace their doors leave particles behind. As I stood in the Sistine Chapel. Gazing upon The Ascension of the Christ I felt the vibration. My tour guide saw the perplexed look on my face. Saying " you feel It...right" I did. What did I feel? You figure it out. There is no wrong answer. My mental illness is peaking. Each day I wake up with more tears. Excessive sadness. Help me. Suzanne Arrington is tired of tears...help her