I read One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest when I was eleven. Some of the nonsense rhyme still comes back to me when I’m tired - she’s a good fisherman, catches hens, puts em inna pens / wire, briar, limber lock, three geese inna flock.

I also read She’s Come Undone and I Know This Much is True by Wally Lamb when I was in high school. Both are extremely fucked when it comes to talking about mental health and hospitalizations.