Everyday, I wake up feeling like someone smashed my head.
(Dont get me started if I take a clonazepam the night before)
Just pop in a nicotine lozenge and I feel alive and well.
Everyday, I wake up feeling like someone smashed my head.
(Dont get me started if I take a clonazepam the night before)
Just pop in a nicotine lozenge and I feel alive and well.
My alarm wakes me up. My cat wakes me up because he wants to get fed. Finally, my job gets me out of bed because I need at least 2 hours of prep time before my work shift starts. I get out of bed because I have to get to work to pay my bills. Plus, feeding my cat breakfast is so awesome, heās soooo happy when breakfast is ready.
Habit. You get in a good routine and you just do it! I try to do my 11,500 steps as early as possible. If I get up at 4 am I can do that till dad gets up. Still. If I sleep in I get up before 5am so itās all good!
Routine is great for the sz mind. Try taking pills same time everyday. Do regular things like eating and exercise at same times.
The fresh promise of a brave new world.
Even the single idea āgetting upā will excite me from the state of laying in bed. I like to to be alive, which means getting up and doing something. I guess I am highly motivated. My worst enemy is fatigue which means after getting up I am easily tired and need a break.
Nothing makes me get of bed. Sometimes because i got to go to the toilet but i get back into bed. I think I am f(u)cked to the delight of certain people. Never mind thatās because i am on a disability support pension. I got some internal pains, would be great to kak it soon. At least i didnāt suicide. Somehow deep inside i enjoy it otherwise i would change i guess. Maybe its like being in a wheelchair even when i want to get out of bed I am not able to.
Usually my bladder. If weāre being honest.
Not much will convince me to get up out of bed anymore, which is unfortunate for me.
This world has taken on a grey, gloomy atmosphere that has got me wanting to close my eyes and not open them again.
Today I washed my car. Thatās an accomplishment, right?
Yes it is. I done the trash and handwatered the garden.
Cool. You donāt have negatives?
One year ago I had severe negatives, lethargy, avolition, anhedonia etc.
This year, I have mainly positive symptoms.
Basically toilet or food, and then back to bed. Thatās the effect of losing all of my emotions, interest and will.
I donāt lay on bed, except for sleep.
But I lay on couch all day. Not as bad as last year, but I stare at the ceiling
My father called me lazy because I was not in the mood for washing my car, some days ago.
Little he knows about my struggles
Lots of parents to the Sz donāt do research on the illness of Sz, the antipsychotics and its side effects. They act as if they knew this illness well enough.
Yes, and every time I want to āteachā them the kinds of symptoms, the prognosis, the side effects, they just donāt care
Work. Itās a 4 letter word.
A Dominatrix with a whip maybe. The nurses with their rubbergloves made me have a shower once.
Itās just like I canāt sleep any longer or I probably would stay asleep.
Taking a shower and drinking coffee. Going out maybe.