I learned that I have limitations but that doesn’t mean I can’t live life to its fullest.
Amongst all the chaos, crap, fear, pain, and depression
I’ve learned that I am only a person and that I need to be kind to myself
I coulda been a contender.
I’m nothing special; that weird, bad stuff can happen to me out of the blue.
@MintyFresh if anything, it has made me more anxious about waiting with nothing to do tbh…
@sweetpotatocasserole it’s deffinetely a dichotomy.
@Cloudd3ad still trying to learn that myself
@77nick77 I heard that. Me too…
@dreamer54 Maybe what I meant by what I was trying to say is that I am able to deal with boredom better I guess.
More calm when facing boredom? I feel the contrary lol.
Hmm I’m not explaining myself very well I think. Very sorry for the confusion. I’m not the best with words sometimes. I’ll think about it and if I can describe it better, I’ll let you know for sure. ![]()
I learned that sz really steals away time like nothing else. I try to live in the moment.
I wouldn’t obsess over it. I know I have done so.
That am quite weak unfortunately, but also that its not my fault, no matter, that many try to blame me for my tough behaviour…
Oh well, i understood that am not a saint, sorry this all sounds sad, but i am under my limit now of dealing with problems, while everyone around me lately is quite unhappy…
I try to help them, but i get overwhelmed and stressed in fact…
I don’t know, when there is something to learn in sz, I certainly missed the lesson.

My illness didn’t really teach me anything.
It showed me stuff I’d already known beforehand. Like, the importance of compassion, friendship, communication.
It tried to teach me defeat. I failed to learn that.
We must be somewhat pig-headed here…
It taught me to stay on my meds
Patience and Empathy. Maybe humility too.
Yeah, the consequences are horrible @Wave . Learned that the hard way.
I mean, sz gave me deep wounds and shattered my confidence. I lost battles, but not the war I hope.
Yeah, pig headed as in being resilient to adversity.
This illness isn’t a joke, it can kill one’s sense of self, and that is what makes it so dangerous imho. Forget voices, delusions, depression - these are only means to the same end: to kill a person’s identity and character.
I’d never been a courageous fellow. Until I had no other choice but to become one.
It’s what sz is! A shattered self.