Schizophrenia Bulletin Advance Access originally published online on March 21, 2005
Schizophrenia Bulletin 2005 31(3):618-622; doi:10.1093/schbul/sbi019
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The Mind Will Follow
Center for Psychiatric Rehabilitation at Evanston Northwestern Healthcare e-mail: RKLundin@aol.com
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So subtle yet so savage was my descent into madness that my friends and neighbors, looking for a cause, thought I must have done something terribly wrong. It was 1979. I was 23. In the community where I had lived since I was a small child, many people believed God would not inflict such painful and irregular behavior on someone unless he or she deserved it. If I were not personally culpable, surely my mother had raised me improperly. Or was it my father's fault in some psychoanalytic way? To the small college town of Sewanee, Tennessee, finding a scapegoat seemed to take on more urgency than finding a way to treat my humiliation and pain.
I was born Robert King Lundin to Margaret and Robert W. Lundin. My father was a college professor of psychology and an author of several books on behaviorism. He had studied under two luminaries