Saturday, 25 September 2010

The problem of mental illness

It's nearly 33 years of living this life.

In that time I've travelled the far reaches of the human mind. I still
do and will do.

My psychopathology varies though. There are times when I'm normal.
There are times when I can hide the insanity. There are times when I
can't fight the irrationality.

Inside I'm chaos but on the outside I'm like a swan on the water. Most
days at least. There are times when I'm like a swan on land.

Those small moments where I'm on land can scar my life forever. This is
the problem of mental illness.

There are periods where I heal those scars and repair. Those are the
good times. I'm lucky I have the capability and capacity. Other people
can learn to have the capability to survive and gain the courage to keep
on going no matter what..

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