(For my Aunt, Georgia Ann Logan.
May your presence always be
remembered and your truth honored.) ...............................................................Lost inside a body
with someone else’s mind
somewhere stuck in time.
What do you do
when the medication
is all that will keep you sane?
What do you do when “schizophrenic”
is mentioned in the same breath
with your name?
When you’re talking to yourself
and no one’s even there?
When the rest of the world
that you are
inside of a body
with someone else’s mind
Your original self…
Somewhere stuck in time?
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Part of living with a mental illness is acceptance, and facing your inner demons, well that’s what I try to. Even if I find it hard to accept that I’m schizophrenic, I still try my best to live with it. That’s why I made this oil painting, picturing some of the men that I see, about 4/7 of them is represented here. I might be mental ill, but that doesn’t mean that I’m crazy😅 I’m not my diagnose, it’s a part just of me.
En del af at leve med en psykisk sygdom er accept og står over for dine indre dæmoner, det er det jeg forsøger at gøre. Selvom jeg finder det svært at acceptere, at jeg er skizofren, forsøger jeg stadig mit bedste at leve med det. Derfor lavede jeg dette oliemaleri, der viser nogle af de mænd, jeg ser, omkring 4/7 af dem er repræsenteret her. Jeg er psykisk syg, men det betyder ikke, at jeg er skør. Jeg er ikke min diagnose, den er kun en del af mig.
I’ve always felt different. Ever since I started school, I’ve felt like a nobody. I’ve had trouble finding friends, even after I moved to a new city. I’ve had difficulty finding out what was real and what wasn’t.
Schizophrenia, we’ve known each other for quite some time. You’ve made it all very hard for me. I’ve tried living with you meanwhile you make it a lot more complicated for me. I’ve had to realize you’ll always be with me, always under my skin. Its me who performs your actions and not necessarily because I want to. You put me in situations that I’m not prepared for, which often ends with defeat and a fight to get back up again. you restrict me. You’re in front line when I fail. You hinder me and suffocates me. I’ve never chosen you should live with me, but I don’t have the choice to kick you out. I wish to live my adult life like everybody else.
I’ve good days and I’ve bad days. The good days I can be there for my family and my friends, I can smile and be happy. I can be caring and grateful. Then there’s the bad days where there’s no energy, no energy to get out of bed, no energy to smile, no energy to reach out to people. Everything is racing thoughts and chaos thoughts. Thoughts about what if, what if, and racing thoughts there’s just no end to. Constant worries. Thoughts that tries to convince me that I’m nothing and nothing deserves. It’s a full-time job trying to tame you. It feels like its not me who decides but you.
My language has become poor and its hard to keep a conversation going. I sleep badly at night. Nightmares with no end and a mind that can’t figure out what’s real and what’s not. At a time, it got so bad I couldn’t recognize myself anymore. There was so many different persons inside of me. I wasn’t well.
I have a hard time being alone, I don’t know why. I might have something to do with the thoughts that occurs in me when everything is too quiet. I feel like people can control my mind and see everything going on in my head.
I wish you would go away. I wish you would leave me alone. I wish you would stop putting thoughts in my head. I wish you would give me the space to love my family and my friends
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May is Mental Health Awareness Month. Depression, anxiety, Bipolar Disorder and PTSD are only a few of the mental illnesses that so many people experience. It may be people you wouldn't even think of who suffer from one or more of these or other conditions. As we all know, these are no joke and can impact people daily. It could be from traumatic experiences or a chemical imbalance in the brain, or even a combination of both. The one thing I wish I could shout to the world is that you are not alone. Although I of course do not wish any of these things on other people, it is good to know that we are not alone and isolated. We are not crazy. For some, feeling at peace is rare but when we do experience these times, we savor them. Even though it is a seemingly small thing, put a reminder in your phone, a sticky note on your mirror or wherever, to be at peace. Every human being has worth and value. There are people who understand what you are going through. Just remember that. Be at peace.