I have mental illness. Mind clarity is rare, too briefly and often too late. Old friends and acquaintances would look away when they see me. Yup, that unpopular. Of course, I get angry and hurt but deep down, I know I’d do the same too, if I saw 'me'. That’s the icy cold papercut truth. The illness cuts even deeper. I thank you for your readership. Your presence here makes me feel less alone. This blog helps me remember my true worth as a person, and how my own mind threatens it.
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
I've read this joke before yet, when I read it again today it was just as funny.
"A neurotic builds air castles, the psychotic lives in them, and the psychiatrist collects the rent."
...and the therapist shares the rent.
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