Hope it doesn’t sound too poetic. (had to edit the subject)
I prefer the term “disorder” to “disease or illness”, and believe it to be physical, so of the mind.
I believe my soul is untouched and that I’ll be whole someday when I leave this body.
I guess disorder is indeed a better term.
for the sake of science and medicine to slightly alleviate it, I think schizophrenia is a disease of the mind.
I like the explanation that is similar to define Autism, that Schizophrenia is also a spectrum disorder. That just makes sense to me.
It’s a disease of the brain.
Nobody yet in neuroscience or philosophy has been able to quantify either the mind or the soul, so in my world these constructs don’t exist.
My brain has an illness.
There’s no such thing as a soul, so I’m going with mind.
I think it’s a disease of the mind ,but to recover you need to fix your broken soul.
I believe my psychosis caused a hole in my soul
The soul. What it does to people, it takes more than just your ability to think. Something you really thought was your inalienable right to keep.
I think of the soul as a poetic concept, I believe the mind holds all the mysteries that we so much want to uncover.
psyche means mind/soul
The term stems from Modern Latin psychosis, “a giving soul or life to, animating, quickening” and that from Ancient Greek ψυχή (psyche), “soul” and the suffix -ωσις (-osis), in this case “abnormal condition”.
They meant spirit, then.
Who decides those separations? Isn’t it syntaxe? Meaning our minds attribute to concepts that are not material?
Best to focus on what we can objectively define, instead on dwelling in concepts no one really understands.
Like the ego concept. It’s not the same ego Freud talks about, but comes from Sikhism, but people don’t know this, it’s such a westernized concept now…
Best to focus on what we can objectively define? Where then, would most people find hope? Not in your logic, I say!
In ourselves, in our ability to overcome our troubles. In science, too.
the mind can heal
my psychosis was beyond my control
You are taller, wiser, and stronger than your own good. Tall people are good to rest your head on the shoulders, but they don’t see like the rest of us. 
I’m very short, actually. 