Saw a friend for lunch yesterday, got 100% on my accounting quiz last wednesday, started exercising, things are looking up :)

Went to oz comic con dressed as shinji from evangelion- didn’t commit fully with hair dye. Went with my friend. Hope you peeps are having a good weekend.

Peace love wifi

I am curious to discover other people experience.

Not usually a selfie person, but yous have all inspired me 🙈

Do you guys ever wonder how many lives would be saved if we could get the homeless with mental issues the right medication. It makes me wonder if I’ll lose it all one day. There are so many people here in LA that need help.

To all of you reading this, diagnosed or not. To family of those who are diagnosed or experiencing something similar. To those who feel as if they are hanging by a bare thread, as if the rest of the rope has frayed away and they feel they are dangling over the very gorge of Hell itself...

I see you. And let me tell you something real:

You have moved between the spectrums of sanity and insanity and have gradually been pulled from the clear light of reason to that of what seems like madness.

And somehow…

You’re still here.

You're. Still. Fucking. Here.

Looking for connections, looking for understanding, looking for answers and help with a hope that radiates how much you appreciate being alive despite a life that has been anything but kind.

That alone makes you a goddamn force of nature!

You’ve been through battles that most people couldn’t even imagine—let alone survive. You’ve stared into the abyss, heard voices that seem to echo through your very molecules, felt the world twist sideways beneath your feet, and kept breathing anyway. Do you even realize how powerful that is?

You’re not broken. You’re not weak.

You’re a motherfucking warrior!

We’re not here because we floated through life peacefully. We’re here because we clawed our way through some of the darkest mental terrain imaginable. And yeah, maybe we’re bruised. Maybe we’re tired. Maybe we’re still dealing with some shit that feels too big to name. But don’t let that fool you—you are stronger than 97% of people on this planet.

That’s not romanticizing it. That’s truth.

You’ve survived confusion, isolation, stigma, side effects, your own mind—and the fact that you’re even reading this means you haven’t given up. Even if it feels like you have. Even if you're hanging on by a thread. You're still here, and that matters more than you know.

So to the ones who are lost in the fog, who feel like giving up, who think no one sees them:

I see you. I hear you. And I’m standing with you.

You are not alone.

You are not too far gone.

You are not weak for struggling.

You are not a burden.

You are not your worst thoughts.

You are FUCKING INGREDIBLE!

And if no one’s told you today?

I’m PROUD OF YOU! I mean it!

So yeah—Be messy. Be angry. Be confused. But never forget: you are living through something that would break most people. And you? You’re still out here. Still fighting. Still you.

And that? That’s legendary. ❤️❤️❤️

I didn't know lots of eyes were a common thing in schizophrenic art, so this really was my first indication that there was a problem with me. The eyes were meant to represent how I felt like I was being watched all the time. The big shadow figure represented how objectified that made me feel. The text at the bottom reads "I'm so sorry for everything I've ever done wrong" because I felt like everyone was mad at me.

While I know that basically all disorders are misunderstood by the general public I’m often surprised by how often professionals think that schizophrenia is just hallucinations and delusions that are fixed by medications and not the multifaceted illness that it is. They will pile a million diagnoses on top of the first one because they can't seem to be bothered to crack open a dsm.

Cognitive issues, disorganization? Probably means you also have adhd. Social issues and you’re kind of a weirdo? Well, that’s probably autism. Lack of motivation and interest in things? Depression! Paranoia that isn’t outright delusional? Anxiety disorder! Recurrent suicidality because you have an illness that majorly affects your life? Personality disorder!

Or the flip side is viewing non hallucination or delusion symptoms as simply personal failures. Either way you end up feeling like shit about yourself because you’re either a person with a million mental disorders or you have one serious, stigmatized mental disorder on top of being a major loser.

I know true comorbidities exist but not every symptom needs its own diagnostic label, especially when it is much more easily explained by the main diagnosis.

I'm a schizotypal ugly woman and majority of men see me as a subhuman because of it. They see my ugly looks, my weird behavior and consider me creepy. Life is so unfair.

Context: in the 1960s and onwards there was a push to slowly get rid of most of the insane asylums

I saw an article saying that trump says he will bring those back

Good news everyone

so we are really living a limited eiditon of life ? like the antipsychotics rotting your brain and destroying it , you cant really have normal relationships with the opossite sex , the system of life require you to make money , and if you go of them you also pressured against all this forces , so its a really stinky paradox and i hate it , and i will kick god ass when i die

Do this happens to you ? I don’t have any symptoms when I’m dreaming. I can talk to others people without have mean voices assaulting me. I don’t seem to have negative symptoms too. Since I discovered this, I wrote my dreams every morning, hoping it will help me find a solution to my condition. How do you think it’s possible ?

Well, I had some really good coffee this morning, and I enjoyed the peace and quiet of having the house to myself and my spouse. I'll miss my family again soon, but right now it's nice to get back to my routine.

Does anyone else have any good news? No matter how small, I want us to share positivity here.

Mine is fallout 2

so I just quit my job ...I cant maintain it anymore cant focus ..dont have the mental capacity to do it anymore ...I live with my mom ...I recently got diagnosed ....I dont understand it ...and I feel like the people around me dont understand .... so what do I tell my mom and them for leaving my job ...will I ever be able to keep a job ..why does everything feel so meaningless and fake ... and dont even know if the pills they gave me are helping much ... I dont know anymore