I don’t know if I’ve fully accepted it still, fully believe it. My mind doing this to me. It makes no sense.
I try to remind myself I’m sick, try to convince myself. Tell myself they’re all fake, lies, untrue…not real.
I think I’m always going to have episodes, always have voices, always see things. Always be like this. I don’t know if full recovery is possible for me. I’m doubting it today.
What helped you come to terms with the Illness? To accept it? To be comfortable with it?
It’s good that you’re staying on top of reminding yourself that you have an illness-- it’s not easy to do, especially on the tough days when things can seem so real.
Still coming to terms with it myself, but talking it out with my therapist has helped a ton.
One thing I do to remind myself the illness is real is look at bizarre conspiracy theories, like Birds Aren’t Real, Flat Earth, or Time Cube. I laugh at how absurd they are, then realize that some people believe these things as deeply as I believe my delusions. It is a good reality check for me.
But for the record the earth rides on the back of elephants and a turtle, Birds ARE just hallucinations, always, no exceptions, and time isn’t a cube, It’s a wedge like Stilton or Bree.
There were times when I realized that more than likely I was going to be in this condition for the rest of my life, with all the problems associated with that. I guess it was a form of despair. Personally, I got okay with it. Every situation has its good points and its bad points.
Perhaps that’s part of it, being symptomatic has left me with some despair. I don’t want the next 30 years of my life to be like it is right now in my head.
It was very difficult the first time around. I was still slightly delusional but the medications were hell. I put on 30lbs was sleeping 16 - 17 hours a day, felt sedated and didn’t know what or why this had happened. I was still trying to get some normalcy in my life and pushed myself to go to the gym, started reading again and was doing my best to hold on.
Long story short the second time around the new medication I got put on has helped the most. I still have bad days and some symptoms but my mind is a lot more clearer and I’m thinking straight. I came to terms with my illness and learned that this is a lifetime thing. I will be on medications for the rest of my life and hopefully my symptoms and depression go away with time.
I’ve also come to terms with the fact that I am going to be on disability for the rest of my life which is a huge help but financially very limiting. I do my best everyday and try to stay optimistic but I still think psychologically I’m in the grieving process which has made my mood fluctuate.
I still have 30 more years to go so we shall see how things unfold. Hang in there and I wish you all the best!!!