Please read and respond to the poem "A Paranoid's Reality" in the poetry section. It is written by a dear friend of mine who has paranoia and tries to be a voice for all people wo suffer from mental ilness. She has paranoia and other mental disorders, but it is very important to her to know that her voice is being heard.
I awaken wearily to The dark closeness of my curtained-off womb.
The light is not mine, and I cannot let it touch me,
I keep myself hidden. . Safe.
A million rituals await me.
Will I do them as I should, when I should, in the way that I should?
Why should I?
Or, shall I stare blindly at the glass-fronted box?
For a while already I have been getting these bad feelings. But lately they have gotten worse. For the last three days I have had the worst feelings ever like something isn't right or somethings gonna happen. they go away and then come back. My heart will be beating fast and I feel like I want to cry. It's like a nervous, scared, depressed, worried feeling. Does anyone have any idea what this could be ...
This is my award winning poem , givin to me by the american poets society.
Mommy, see the children on the other side of the street; Tell me how to play with them, tell me how we can meet. I need a friend to play with a friend to share my fun; Mommy, if you were smaller you could be the one.
Mommy, bake Santa some cookies, you can do it better; Look, look at ...
This is my first posting here. I am currently seeing a social worker for depression and .... I don't know what you would call it exactly. The statement that got me was when I told a supervisor that "No, I'm not suicidal. I'm not going to jump in front of a bus. Course, if I suddenly found myself in the path of an oncoming bus I can't guarantee how much effort I'd put into getting ...
I dont even really know what to say so I am just going to start from the begining.
When I was 16....I was raped by my best guy friend....In my own bed.
I spent about 2 years after that being so affraid to even sleep because I thought he was going to get me again.... even though I was in my own home.
I started to hear voices and seeing things that werent there....
I ...
I have just lost a friend that I knew for almost 5 years. Just yesterday I was crying. And believe, I'm not one who cries. And the feeling I have in my body is so sickning and I want it gone. It's like, I don't want to forget about my friend, but at the same time I want this feeling to just vanish. What do I do?