Somebody shine a light
I’m frozen by the fear in me
Somebody make me feel alive
And shatter me
–Shatter Me by Lindsey Stirling
As I am writing this, I am staring at a screen with cracks all over it. But not really. My schizophrenia has decided that today every screen I look at has cracks that are spreading across it.
The shows I watched today looked like kaleidoscopes, but I had watched them before so I knew what was going on. My writing experience is interesting because the text is barely legible.
This used to happen when I was a Customer Service Representative and worked with two monitors. I would be trying to reconnect services after a bill was paid and be staring through a web of cracks.
Hallucinations are not always that bad. Sometimes they are just annoying. But it’s the culmination of symptoms weighing down on me that drives me to exhaustion. Although I guess the fact that my period started this week isn’t helping the situation.
Good thing I’m a stubborn bitch, I suppose.
Post 41 in Socially Unacceptable: The Daily Life of a Queer Schizophrenic Wreck (2022)
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