So my first stay at Mayview State Hospital was the worst, and my last was the best. Still, other than ECT and drug treatment, there was little else to help me work toward recovery. Upon my final discharge, however, a nurse put me in touch with the outpatient clinic at Western Psychiatric Institute and Clinic. There, in 1969, I started weekly psychotherapy that lasted five years. I resumed taking diazepam and in general fared much better than I had in the previous decade. Of course, I still had the misdiagnosis of schizophrenia. It was only much later, in 1982, that I was finally given a diagnosis of bipolar illness—the diagnosis I consider to be the correct one.