Hah… I mean…
extreme anxiety, sorrow, or pain.
- pressure or tension exerted on a material object.
- a state of mental or emotional strain or tension resulting from adverse or very demanding circumstances.
For me the anxiety was a definite thing… much aligned with @Minnii’s post up there… I felt a constant need to undo what was done… felt it unbroken for a solid 2 years at least… it was the fundamental layer of my psyche… what can I do to escape this mess and go back to what life was before the development of psychosis.
Pain and sorrow came and went… The pain was from the confusion of undying noise in the mind… the sorrow was for myself as it felt my soul had fallen and was damned to hell… I wouldn’t even get to live a normal life and then burn… I got an early ticket. (Thank god for atheism… that’s just not true… it eventually does start to subside for some… higher powers have nothing to do with it… I pulled myself out of that madness… there was no damnation involved aside from the abstract of the subconscious mind trying to tame the errant driver.)
Had I not seen that definition… had I not read minnii’s post… hmmm…
“What is distress in psychosis?”
Well it’s different from person to person… Feeling to sexual to live… Feeling transparent… Being a sucker for the hallucinations… Delusions aren’t decided, they are subconsciously believed…
There even comes a point where you gain such insight over the nature of your particular psychosis that it is nearly predictable and it still won’t go away…
Having the experience that would suggest your closest family members are made of something different, that they are in the hive mind, that they are essentially evil in their folding in with the flock and how that shows their subservience to a system which punishes you.
I say… the depths of distress in psychosis are a bottomless as they are varied…
Good luck @mel3475
Schizophrenic souls are the god damn champions of suffering distress… this ■■■■ even ■■■■■ with our dreams. Some of them don’t get a break for a ■■■■■■■ second… you know how you feel at the end of the day when you’re laying down drifting off… that peace that over takes you?
We’re so worn out and tired of hearing voices we don’t even get to experience that… we just blackout at some point… only to wake up to more chaos in the morning. What’s worse than the distress itself is the total absence of peace.
Luckily for me though, neuroplasticity via CBT and lifestyle changes we’re enough for me to start winning the fight and maybe escape the valley. (Years lost in that process)