Name one, or few things you apreciate in your life…
I apreciate the fact I can move, I can laugh sometimes, I have a job, a roof above my head. The fact I have a phone with baterry, an internet connection… there are lots of small things that add up. I apreciate the fact that I can see and hear.
I appreciate that my first psychiatrist was completely wrong about my prospects for recovery and living a worthwhile life. The number one rule of having SZ is this: Never let someone else tell you what your limits are - find that out for yourself.
Im happy where I’m at materially, and I’m happy with my material stability(housing, car, furniture, ect.)The extra money from inheritance each month helps overall well-being and stress. I’m on edge a lot though. I need to go to day treatment. But I’ve been doing pretty good with stuff so I’m happy about that.
I appreciate that I can go for a ride on the scooter if I feel like it, I appreciate that I can eat bread and jam and I would appreciate if I could play TES Oblivion with the joystick, the latter I know it can be done but I don’t know how, I’m still on the good side street I think
Being physically healthy, although far from fit.
Having supportive family members and friends.
Being mostly symptom-free.
Having a job.
A woman with an elegant gait, whenever I see one.
I apreciate life it self…
Humans, birds, pigs cows, they all have their life.
This Planet has brought us so many beauties, but we spoiled and destroyed it.
I hope some day will be different…
My dog
Great friends
Great family even though dysfunctional at times lol
My own place
The ability to pay my own way on everything
My meds that help me stabilize
And more im sure.
To have experienced and known true love.the real deal.
All the loving precious real moments with genuine loved ones.
The love of my life .
May death never do us part.
Roof over my head and bed and air conditioning and good food and drinks and support from my loved ones who help take care of me with genuine love and care.(unlike my malicious haters fake pretending etc)
My Victoria Beckham shirts I bought second hand.
My Nike suit.
My hell bunny dresses and gothic shoes.
My clothes and stuff.
My real parents and friends and loved ones and even real acquaintances who are genuinely nice to me.