Standing outside the thick soundproofed door of a locked psych ward, the thought occurs to me: nothing I've learned in 20 years as a parent has prepared me for this moment. A nurse whose stern demeanor is belied by her kind, weary eyes leads me down the silent hallway. Does she — with her years of experience — know who will make it out of here, and who won't?
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