Living with sz

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It’s a totally different for world for those of us with this illness. We each face unique challenges, we each have to figure out own path to find the right treatment and management. This disease makes an ordinary life difficult. Continuously plagued by distraction, it is very difficult to say the least when it comes to rising above.

I really wish the best for you all in your struggles.

Looking back I’ll i see sz, like it’s always been this way. I can remember what it’s like to have animal experience free from hallucination and delusion, to have privacy, but I don’t know if I’ll ever trust it again.

People seem to bleed judgmental ramblings in my direction. They are nearly silent, but just loud enough for me to hear.

Little occurances, confirm my delusions. I can try to ground myself, but the power and grip this unreality has over me is engrained into my mind.

I know what I have to do, what changes I must implement in order to get comfortable in this experience. I’m well on my way.

I’ve been told I’ve got it pretty bad, but I know there are others who have it much worse.

At this point in no longer jealous I’m not a normal person. I was never like them anyway. I can do the best to preserve the parts of my self I do like though.

Life going pretty great. I got real stressed out last night trying to shut out the voices. Woke up today still in a frustrated state. It’s what stress does to me. Luckily I live a pretty stress free life, but it’s limiting and I have to keep it that way.

I am confident though that I can master this. Can’t really explain how I’m getting better, sheer force of will and analytical introspection. Faith in psychological adaptation. Rewarding myself and empowering the good things in the mind. Trying to forget the bad stuff.

When I’m around people it’s like they are hearing every mental utterance.

This puts pressure on me to be less impulsive and judgemental and afraid. It puts you in a peaceful state of acceptance and solidarity. Or at least it can if your not paranoid.

I know what the struggle is like, voices, delusions fed by hallucinations. Sympathy for you all. Or maybe more empathy.

Takes it easy people. Remember to relax and try and keep your head clear.

The most frustrating thing is our troubles aren’t real, they are in our minds and this makes them a part of inescapable.

Never stop trying to get better. Over time you will improve your life.

Best of luck.

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It took me so so so long to realize this. It’s took me even longer to know how to cope with it.

You are doing a great job finding your way through the chaos.

The fact that you have this insight seems that you have some solid ground to stand on when you fight this.

I wish I didn’t take as long as I did to get a grip on my mind. But your right… we all have our own path.

Congratulations on doing what your doing.

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This is the message I try to convey to people on here who are struggling. If I got out of it, there is hope for others too. I was once forgotten about on a back ward. Took 4 years, but I fought and got out.

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Watching people die changed me alot of thoughts. Life can be too short. My sz still on my brain. I wish they can go away. They are laughing my job and bring me down. It’s been six years I am fighting it. I pick up myself and keep working. I can not stay in my bedroom all day and listening to them. My friend said I care about other people talk about me too much. I can not let it go. I am still try to figure out how to ignore them.

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That might be something to work on. You don’t have to care what people say. Most good people mind their own business. But occasionally everyone ends up talking ■■■■.
Don’t let it bother you. Find faith love and trust in yourself. You are a good person, sorry this stupid illness is knocking at your door all the time.

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Thanks j,

We are on pretty different paths but I think your doing alright. Always get impressed with you after hearing your story. Fight the good fight.

To alien99 4 years man that’s rough. Glad your outa the woods.