Im sitting here dwelling in my depression thinking about all the apartments ive had and had to leave because i thought i was being watched. Also thinking about all the jobs i have just up and left because i thought they had made a deal with hollywood to record me on security cameras.
Its been a freakin rough go. Never settled, never sane. The past two years have been the steadiest years of my life. Ever since ive been medicated things have been Ok. Im living with my parents, who i love so much. I dont work yet but thats ok. My stressors are minimal.
It was awful for the first three years. Crashed my truck and ended up in solitary confinement in jail for 5 months. Afterwards I recovered a lot and nowadays I’m mostly fine. No more delusions or paranoia, the voices are friendly and easy to ignore, and I haven’t been hospitalized in 5 years.
Biggest negative is my brother got it a year ago. Took him a full year to accept this diagnosis and seek treatment. Also now that he’s sick my support system is busy supporting him, so thank god I’m mostly better and don’t need it as much.
Im sorry you were in jail. I spent a night in canadas jail when i tried to flee the USA. I had two loaded guns with me. They held me overnight then told me not to come back to Canada.
To be honest, the last 20 years of my life have been a struggle. It started with a head injury from a car accident, then dissociative identity disorder, followed by ptsd, major depressive disorder, psychosis and finally schizophrenia. Sweet!! LOL
But I have to say, it hasn’t been all bad. I’ve met some very interesting people along the way, and held on to my guitar playing through it all. Which really helps
I was a drug addict from about 20 to 25 and living with my girlfriend broke up move back with my parents got kick out, moved into emergency accommodation quit drugs was still working, moved to another place they had a 6 weeks stay then homeless for 2 weeks until I went to another place stayed 6 weeks again homeless then stopped working to focus on somewhere to stay stayed in hostels then moved to a share house after everyone there had to leave was homeless again went back back to the place I started, got housing first temporarily housing went to school tafe and got forklift truck licence try getting a job couldn’t get one, used drugs again for 2 years then quit again, moved into permanent housing still couldn’t get a job for over a decade, went to the gym 7 days a week for 2 years just to do something then got psychotic went to hospital after a year got the disability pension but I was struggling with mental illness for a long time it’s just I couldn’t take it no more
