They say I’m insane but I think I have a very sane reason to stay this way. For, in my world nothing is my fault, so I can live my life without worrying about how it affects anyone. While many drink just water I drink from the well of the Garden of Eden. I’m famous in my world and everybody wants M-E well except for the police. Sometimes the delusions are scary, full of paranoia and fear but other times I’m higher than any medicine legal or illegal could take me. The truth is do I want to be betrayed in my normal life as insane, with all the repercussions that come with this “label”, or do I want to step out of it all? Getting “healthy” means dealing with all the pain, guilt, loneliness, rejection and failure. In the end it’s not about how you see my life but how I do and right now this is the crooked path I’m taking.
FOOTNOTE- Accepting one’s diagnosis is harder than it might appear in your mirror.