What’s your idea of recovery? I think recovery means different things to different people.
For me I’ve already recovered from positive symptoms. I have no paranoia or delusions or hallucinations.
The next step in my recovery is the negative symptoms. I’m already 60 % better. But my attention and memory could get better.
I want to go on to have a family, a successful job and a house.
I’m not quite as positive about my prognosis… my disorder came about really insidiously… I’m a dude… and I’m starting to lose bigtime on my smoking/the whole thing where you say "Well at this point I may get the “Big C.” regardless if I quit now, so maybe what’s the point.
Also I’m sure I’m older than you, so I have less time for better treatments to hit the market.
What’s the big C?
Oh it’s a term thrown around for cancer. There was a show with the same title once but I never watched it.
What age are you?
41 had a birthday recently
I’m 35. Ghhgggg
Well don’t let me get you down or anything! I almost quoted Corrine Bailey Rae “Put your records on” as in “I hope you get your dreams.” But the cheese factor held me back!
I’m living in my recovery by not being miserable and working each day not just to be positive but realistic.
I go to barber school make my hours, go to support groups, eat healthy, exercise 4 times a week!
So tired… I’m not getting much rest lately and I need my beauty sleep. I don’t want to scare anyone with all my random photos but I’d like to offer some iced mints to my WWII friends.
You sound like you’ve made a good recovery.
Yeah I work hard to keep up with it thanks! Don’t get me wrong I still get some tough days but nothing impossible to get out off!
Recovery means for me being able hold a job, which I’m doing now and escaping from flat mood effect which I am on the way doing it. I still do suffer from mild delusions and mild paranoia while under stress, but I think 80% of SZs are experiencing the same.
Sorry to hear bout your dellusions and paranoia. I have more negatives on other hand.
Recovery? I mostly just try to survive the day. Moment by moment…the best I can.
To paraphrase a Jim Croce song:
“I should be sitting
In the air condition
Sitting in a swivel chair
Talking trash to the secretary
Saying “Hey Mama come right over here”
But until I get sane
I guess I’ll just have to wait
Walking in these soggy ol’ shoes
So don’t spect’ to see me
With a double martini
In the high brow society news
Because I’ve got
These steadily depressing
:Low down mind missing
Working at the car wash blues”
(You may notice I changed one word from his song “Car Wash Blues”. I was not unlucky enough to work at a car wash but when I think of some of my volunteer jobs that’s the feeling I get.)
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