What a powerful example of what a difference seeking help for mental health problems can make.
In the spring of 1968, I took a bunk in the old Language Training Mission in Provo and went to work learning Spanish. I was heading for Bolivia to be a missionary for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.
I nearly never got there.
The LTM was almost the end of me.
The LTM was language boot camp, where the “drill sergeants” were kind and the chow a cut above.
Still, it was the most harrowing three months of my life.