Seriously though...shouldn't it be Friday by now? That should tell you how my week is going. I guess in all actuality it has been a great week. My what ever is going on with my body is getting better it seems. The lymph nodes are going down by like 95%, but are still sore. I think the medicine just took longer than planned to work. Thank God it is working though. I also got some good news about health insurance. I found a plan that helps me with psych ward hospitalizations which is what I am more concerned with. Also, one of my education professors told me that she could see me being a teacher. That's good because that is kinda my goal right now. My friend I mentioned in the last post ended up getting the solo, but I think was more excited than he was. So all in all, everything is good. I'm just tired and ready for thanksgiving break.
Now to more topics I prefer to talk about on my blog...
Earlier I was skimming through Facebook and found something about creepy abandoned places. Naturally, my mind went to old schools, hotels, and amusement parks. That was what I got for the most part. Then, I got to an old insane asylum. I wasn't offended by this because the picture did look pretty creepy whether it was an asylum or not. What got me was how many times I've clicked on things similar to this and there is usually 1 abandoned asylum if not more. They are always described as being creepy, melancholy, and haunted by patients and faculty. There is usually some story about why the building was built the way it was, because we all know that mental illness is contagious, or about why it was shut down. I found myself wondering why it is that people find asylums in particular so frightening. I guess they let their Hollywood filled imaginations run wild about who used to be there and for what. I can't be mad a people for that, but I am a little saddened by it. We shouldn't be afraid of people with mental illnesses. I've overheard people on my college campus talking about how frightening it must be to live with someone who has a diagnosed mental illness. I've even had friends mention it to me. That is usually when I lovingly tell them that what they believe is stupid. Then, naturally, the attempt an argument. I usually win these with "My proof is I'm am schizophrenic. What is your proof?" If they have anything to say by this point, it is usually something along the lines of "Wow. I had no idea. I couldn't even tell." Well, how would you be able to tell? What if I sat rocking in a corner repeating the same thing over and over? Would you be able to tell then? Every once in a long while, I come across the idiot who is dumb enough to actually try and give me proof. The best part? The answer always starts with, "In this movie I saw once..."
Anyway, my point is similar to the majority of my post. EDUCATE YOURSELVES! Read a book, talk to someone with experience, read an article on a trusted website, or go on YouTube. Several people with mental illness make videos to help others understand. Just find some reliable source and until you do...shut up. Don't let the dumb escape. That might actually be contagious...I try not to be rude most of the time, but today I decided that I don't care. Goodbye.
Love, a schizophrenic
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