Whenever I hear the word “institutionalized” my brain starts playing the old Suicidal Tendencies anthem. All I wanted was a Pepsi!!!!
Lately, someone has been exclaiming, “Sister Wolf was once institutionalized!” I assume this refers to the time I entered the juvenile justice system after running away from home. It’s a part of my life and my history as a rebellious teenager. It’s also a badge of honor that affirms how defiant I was, and still am.
In October 1967, my “husband” and I went to Washington DC along with thousands of other hippies whose aim was to gather at the Pentagon. In the background of the photo above, you might be able to see the National Guard lined up. But never mind about them, just look at my fringed bag and my hippie love beads! What a time to be young and out of control!
Eventually, while hitchhiking in another city, we were questioned by the police and I couldn’t remember some dates on my fake birth certificate. I was taken to the local juvenile facility and held there until arrangements were made to fly me back home. All I remember about that place was the fried chicken and grits.
Back in California, I still refused to stop seeing my “husband,” who had valiantly hitchhiked his way across the country to be with me, risking a jail sentence. My mother gave up and I was sent to a correctional school for girls, where we wore little uniforms and learned to accept authority. Some of us were cunning enough to pretend to learn it.
After a few months, I was allowed to spend weekends at home with my mom. I was usually relieved to get back to the school, where people were predictable and not bi-polar.
At 15, I went straight from the correctional school to London. During the day, I took my mom’s diet pills and scurried around Kensington Market. At night, I danced for hours on end at a disco bar in Earl’s Court.
Ah, I could write a book, couldn’t I? But that was my only brush with an “institution,” I am sorry to reveal to those who wanted more than a Pepsi.
it’s beyond fabulous that you actually lived the life that, you know, Free People wants to sell the pretend of (for $238!).
I wish I had a history like that.
I love people who think they can shame you with shit like that. I am over shame myself. I have lived, loved, fucked up royally. And I’m okay with all of it.
Sounds like a normal story about a rebellious teenage life. I totally get it, not because I rebeled that extremely, but because I was part of the local punk scene from ages 17-22 and knew people who did similar…well at leats the punk rock version of similar…in their young years.
Nothing “crazy” about it at all. Just a time in life when some teens question who they are, why they are that way, and how the fit in to the thing called life.
I think you should write a book about your life. I am sure it would be interetsing and fun to read. 🙂
You fucking rule Sister.
Oh my god.
That’s the best. That’s a fantastic story. how could they shame you with something like that? lol
After the book becomes a national bestseller, there will be the movie. I’m DYING to see it, and then bitch about how it didn’t do the book justice. And then I’ll grow my hair out and dye it black and start carrying a fringed bag! Who’s going to play you in the movie, I wonder?
Suebob – My life is an open book. No secrets, no shame. What could be more liberating?
honeypants – Catherine Keener is playing the grown up me, remember? Who’s gonna play YOU? That redhead from Madmen with the bosoms?
Who is playing the teenage you?
Loved the free people comment above.
I wish I had a rebellion story…I wasted my youth on scholastic achievement and it’s gotten me close to nowhere.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
I honestly don’t get how the troll thought she was going to “shame” you by talking about a past you’ve never really hidden from anyone reading this blog. Though I honestly thought the girl in the photograph was a relative of yours at first, not you- you do look different without the red lipstick!
Suebob
-ditto- what you said.
And no fucking regrets. No point in regretting what you cannot change.
I am now a wonderful human being and at peace with myself.
What more do you need?
We all know that somewhere in the world, gnarlitude is dying of jealousy over this story.
SW, you’re absolutely fantastic and fabulous! Were and are.
My mom is a couple of years older than you, and you both are two of the most beautiful ladies in the world. I wish I can be as awesome in the future.
I’m writing the film! You rebellious raven head beauty you. The bag, the beads and most of all the girl’s correctional uniform – was it Chanel-esque.
The very people who besmirch have no idea we all knew you had been an original, a liver of life. Why you’ve even been to Wales! What I lov eabout your autobiographical posts is how brilliant cool you are without even trying to lift a cool finger. The photos are the icing on the cake.
Fringed bag/lovebeads v python v pork pie hat wins every time.
“I wish I had a rebellion story…I wasted my youth on scholastic achievement and it’s gotten me close to nowhere.” <— yeah me too 🙁
On the other hand, you seriously should write a book! Or maybe a film would be better, more visceral-like. Also you may have just gotten me hooked on Suicidal Tendencies.
Duh! Zooey Deschanel will play young Sister Wolf.
And Sister Wolf; you ARE an institution. xx
Reading that story – what a great way to start my day.
Cheers.
what a crock of shit SW. i love how narcissists invent stories about their lives but I guess it’t not a lie to you. Because of your pathology you actually believe these fanciful tales. It’s cute that you think you were some wandering hippie child.
Pity you are glossing over your real institutionalization in a psychiatric facility and how your boys have and the younger one continues to grow up with a mental case for a mother
^and how do you know they’re fanciful, pray? Are you the nut job who had Sister “investigated”, as the last troll ? And honestly, even if Sister Wolf is making this up- which I don’t believe she is- it’s a bloody good story and better than anything you could come up with, including this latest (pathetic) attempt to attack her through her children.
I meant “as the last troll claimed”, up there, my mistake.
You were a hot babe when you were young!
londongirl – a) you don’t live in London as you write in English US not English UK so don’t drag this wonderful city into your nasty outpourings. It is not just your spelling but use of language. We simply don’t construct sentences nor speak like that.
b) oh stop being so boring and a low life. If you are that bothered by SW go away and don’t read her posts. Surely you have an off button.
londongirl, you’re a horrible little piece of work, aren’t you? whatever would compel a person to post such a wretched comment?
SW the picture is priceless. The story is sadly beautiful. Myself, I was banished to an unwed mothers home at 17. Not ‘correctional’ but still felt like punishment for not following the rules. And yet in some ways it is a treasured experience. Part of who I am today.
Loving Make So Style’s telling off. She always picks up on the most fitting points. Sister Wolf, I like Alicia wish I had rebelled more. I didn’t focus on academic achievement either. I just focused on being pissed off all the time. What a boring teen was I!
I don’t understand why being ‘institutionalised’ is seen as a negative in some people’s minds – actually it’s really sad and inhumane that someone would try to use that to wound another person, whether SW was or not!
A friend of mine is very bright, beautiful and lovely and suffers from bi-polar, she was institutionalised a couple of times. Of course none of us would ever look down on her or judge her for that. She needed help, she got help. So what?
Anyway Kensington Market…I used to go there as a teenager. I went back 10 years later and it was closed!
Shame, it was interesting and edgy. You could curate a whole lotta stuff there 😉
I think it’s important for people who’ve been institutionalized, sent to correctional schools, gone to psychotherapy, etc. to talk about it and I’m glad that you have. Your stories are really interesting (I’m newish to this blog so it’s like delving through layer after layer of your life as I read) and you’re helping remove the stigma that comes with having lived a life that might seem foreign to some of these special little privileged snowflakes.
So, thanks for writing about your experiences. Just by being unashamed and honest, you’re making it easier for other people to cope with and write about their own.
your boyfriend looks like a badass!
Love the story, as per. Catherine Keener and my stand-in, Parker Posey (with hair extensions, obviously) will have wonderful on-screen chemistry in your story.
Oh and londongirl? Fuck off.
Well said Kate! Sister Wolf, you really should write a book. It would be an instant best seller and you would make more money than J.K. Rowling! I’ll be the first to pre-order a copy! Or maybe just regale us weekly with an excerpt from your past. That would be awesome!
I always thought that living “outside” is worse because so many so called “healthy” people are loose without proper care.
Yes, you are an institution, love that one.
londongirl – I see you do live in the UK. I’m really tired of your psychotic preoccupation with me. You need to find something better to do. Perhaps your life wasn’t as cool as mine, but that’s not my fault. Be gone with you.
Juli – great suggestion! You get the first signed edition. I’ll start right now. xo
That’s an awesome story!
No shame in that – and it’s really inspiring your attitude to life’s little intricacies.
I rebelled as a teen and young adult, and growing up is hard to do. But damn there are some good stories and some laughs looking back 🙂
Rock on sister wolf!
I was going to say ‘This is like one of the pictures that appears on the Gnarlitude blog as style inspiration, except it’s actually from your photo album’, but it looks like someone beat me to the punch. Awesome.
Wooohoooo! There’s no one I love better than a rebel at 15 who continues to be rebellious into her 50s.
1. To paraphrase Eleanor Roosevelt “No one can make you feel shame without your consent” aka fuck off and bully someone else.
Ahem.
2. The attitudes to mental illness/institutionalization/sectioning as demonstrated in some of these comments is both ignorant and medieval. Perhaps we should just bring back witch-burning and have done with it.
Catherin Keener came into my shop last week…she was here forever trying on stuff and was totally nice and was kind of a babe.
What’s with all the crazy people you have to deal with here?
Mom, I would LOVE to read your book! I’ve told you more than once you should get to writing that. You really are one of the most interesting people I’ve ever met. Anyone who runs away from home at 15, and leaves the country, gets major bonus points with me. How fuckin’ ballsy is that… Awesome.
I’d much rather hang out with someone from an institution than a trust fund!!!
The Ex Anton!!! Oh how I’ve missed thee!
Sister Wolf, I love you! x
Your hair was just as awesome in the 60’s as it is today. Write the book! I hope it makes its way on to my future kids’ summer reading list!
Ex Anton – Hahahahahaha! The more honest and forthright I am, the more these imbeciles make up crazy stories!
I fully support any person who has been in a psychiatric hospital, in rehab, or what have you. I personally have not had this experience although if I spend much more time with trolls, I may have to go have myself committed.
P – You think Gnarlitude would be stoked??
just awesome. i third hammie, you are an institution.
high pitch chanting WRITE A BOOK WRITE A BOOK!!!!!!!!!!! you have to, you got to!!!!i hope i am as cool as you when i grow up!!!!!
Man, there is an asshole on every corner in the world waiting to shout out what you are, what you aren’t, isn’t there? So much envy. I’ve never had any doubt whatsoever that you are 100 per cent authentic. That’s why I come here. For the real. That, and to broaden my horizons about things beyond my ken – fashion curation & whatnot.
So the message to mothers with psychiatric illness is “Don’t get help or we will damn you for it.” Nice work, troll.
Suebob – A mother who is guided by a troll in her healthcare decisions is already in big trouble.
I am in favor of everyone getting whatever help they need, including electroshock therapy if all else fails. If I’d ever been in a psych ward, I wouldn’t be embarrassed to say so. I just don’t want any wacky trolls inventing some narrative about my life when I’m RIGHT HERE being open and honest.
SummerAdeline – I wonder if you can make me a locket thing on a chain?? I will send you an email.
You are too cool ! Love this !
I wish I had got the help I needed when I was younger, I have a feeling my life could have been very different as a result.
I remember being in the doctors office with my mother after a reclusive 6 month period, and the doctor wanted me to see a specialist.
As we left the room, my mother whispered in my ear, “if you go ahead with the treatment, it might affect your career in the future”. Needless to say I didn’t have any therapy.
Get all the help you need. Shout it from the rooftops if you need to.