My best friend. She has her life together and is always trying new things. She is an artist, musician and storyteller. She’s funny and confident. She treats me so well and cares about me. She never looks down on me. She helps me up when I keep falling down. I love her so much. I’m so grateful to have her in my life.
outside family I have to say I admire my two education friends…they didn’t abandon me even after all this changes that have been happening to me due to my illness. one friend comes and knocks on my door unexpectedly to go for walks with me occassioanlly, it really moves my heart, she is really kind
Herr Donald Trump. He’s everyone I want to be with that beautiful hair, great complexion, and a rapist wit. For every negativity he builds a wall. For every tweet he transcends a feat. For every mountain he eats McDonald’s. I dream of being a Donald Trump. He’s my Nero.
I admire my day treatment staff. They’re really great with inspiring people, the work they do is really important, and they rarely take a day off. They always help me when I’m psychotic… and they’re my main source of support lately because I canceled most of my daily activities…
My mother. She came here from another country and worked hard to become a respected registered nurse. She would be considered very, very wealthy in the old country. My dad also did the same, and he did it with not such a strong grasp of English than my fluent mother. But they succeeded through the difficulties of English as a second language and having what I suspect are mental illness themselves.
My sister. She’s been thru divorce twice and been financially bereft and raised three wonderful girls, works hard, gets up at 4am every morning to go to work and struggles with depression and alcohol and attempted suicide…and yet she is still here standing strong. She is like a second mom to me - one that understands my sza (even tho she didn’t have psychosis).
As far as currently living people, easily my husband. He has to do so much, put up with so much, yet he never breaks down. He is very resilient, very loyal, and very dedicated.
The person I admire the most is a friend I had. But my Schizophrenia and the fatc that she lives in Belgica has separated us a lot. The last time I saw her was one year ago. I admire her and although I don’t ser her more often, I’m so thankful I’ve met her.
Actually I don’t know anyone enough to admire them. Maybe I admire myself in a sense. I think I’m a sensitive person so to go through everything and still have a positive attitude is admiral.
My mother has loved me my entire life. She is the most selfless person I’ve ever met.
She would often visit me in the psych hospitals, making the long drive bringing my requested cigarettes and chocolate, and if you’ve ever been in a psych hospital you know what a difference it makes to have someone there for you during visiting hours. That’s just one example out of a seemingly endless amount of examples of how much she loves me.