The *ONLY* Mental Health PEER RUN Organization
in Santa Cruz County, California
I have been labelled 5150 the first time I
was taken to the Santa Cruz county jail
20 years ago.
I was a young girl then just barely out of my teens.
I had been out to a party one night. I
think someone slipped me a Mickey in
my drink. I walked from Portola all the
way to downtown Santa Cruz. My
family drove around looking for me all
When I arrived home they were waiting
for me in the living room. I spoke to
everyone and went straight to y
bedroom. There I started to trip out and
I threw my purse up in the air and it hit
the window and broke it.
The next morning my mother discovered
the broken window and called the Santa
CRuz police. I jumped in the shower and
put on a black karate gee. When I came
out of the bathroom a policeman was
waiting for me in the livingroom. My
mother told the police man she thought I
sued drugs the night before. He pushed
me down on the couch and said he
wanted to talk to me.
I immediately pushed the policeman
back and we started to roll around on the
floor. I am not sure what happened but I
ended up with his baton. When I gave
him the baton back he choked me. That
was my 5150.