bereft wrote: Living with our illnesses is difficult enough without having a safe place to vent and share.
Isn't that the truth.
I don't know how I could even start explaining to somebody in person about my disorder so I avoid having to by not telling anyone. Only four other people know about it and I think that only two of them know the details.
There's such a stigma attached to mental illness too. People in general seem to think that people with a mental illness are liable to go postal on them or something. They won't do any research into the different disorders and are just liable to accept that being schizoid means you're something like Sybil.
Funny thing happened the other day. My wife's nephew recently passed away. My mother-in-law says that his spirit walks up the stairs at her house where he used to live in the basement. No one looked at her as if she's 'crazy' but I think it's just wishful thinking on her part, she misses him.
When I was having my little psychotic episode last year I didn't have to make anything up. Everything about it was so real. Without getting into boring details I was convinced of several things. I liken it to a spiritual happening. To explain here would take too long and besides I couldn't do a good job of it. My point is, my mother-in-law can hear some boards creak and to her that means the ghost is walking, I saw and heard things that no one else did and that makes me 'ill'.
Life is weird.
I know I saw and heard what I saw but I do understand that it was my brain misbehaving due to no fault of my own.
I'm fairly certain that I have some sort of genetic abnormality, as I've said earlier. Would a test to confirm that help me? Probably not. The way I understand the symptoms leading to the diagnosis I met them all spot on. Whoopee.
The thing for me is, now what do I do? I'm liable to be getting SSD which is a good thing as I seriously doubt that I could *do* a regular job of any type. The thought of it makes me panicky. Bad. I'm MUCH better off left alone without having to interact with people in the *real* world. Sometimes it's all I can do just to get out of bed in the morning. Today's a good day, that's why I'm posting even though I have gotten paranoid about posting thinking that everyone out there would figure out who I am and ridicule me.
Paranoia is a b****!
I have some plans to do stuff, little things beyond my doing all of the housework blah, blah, blah. That gets old. Been doing it for the past 3 years now. Fortunately my wife helps. I try to accomplish at least one thing positive per day and I count small things, e.g. mowing the lawn, washing my clothes, picking up around the house etc. That's what I've come to. I used to run several large engineering projects simultaneously and now I'm lucky if I can keep myself in clean socks.
I'm doing alright, all things considered. I've got a roof over my head and a LOT of things that I'm grateful for. My perspective gets warped from time to time so I work on keeping things in the right, positive perspective.
I'm long-winded too huh?
I used to participate in another on-line forum but I've been getting worse. It's too easy to see that I'm not 'normal' and people began to make fun of me. People suck.
I'll wait and see how 'safe' this place really is to vent and share. I thought I had friends in the other forum but apparently I had deluded myself so now I'm on my own, so to speak. I'll deal with it, just like I deal with everything else.
Ending on a positive note: So far, so good. I still have my freedom and my health.
Peace.
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