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Strange. My mom was severely mentally ill and, although she spent some lengthy time in a psych hospital (back then called a "mental institution"), she never stuck with treatment.
Besides her many frightening and, for her and everyone who cared for her, painful symptoms, there was one mind-state that she referred to as "my pink cloud." She was extremely dissociative and her "pink cloud" was her peaceful, happy "hiding" place.
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