“I prepared for a fight. I knew that my medical chart, which lists my bipolar diagnosis, was readily available to every nurse and doctor who interacted with me. So, in addition to the routine threat of being labeled a stereotypical angry black woman, I worried that I would be dismissed as a “crazy” person. But I told myself I would rather be seen as belligerent than be dead.”
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