Save me from my reality
Using my artistic imagination to express my gratitude for surviving a lifetime of trauma #SaveMe #Reality #Trauma #SuicideSurvivor #MentalHealth #myownprison
Using my artistic imagination to express my gratitude for surviving a lifetime of trauma #SaveMe #Reality #Trauma #SuicideSurvivor #MentalHealth #myownprison
Was this life part of a plan
Could I change beforehand
Sad & happy, false and true
Why did I put my trust in you
What am I to learn from this
We don’t all feel eternal bliss
Is it what we signed up for
Lean upon your sacred door
To be fooled into thinking
Soul is positively shrinking
So, like Lyndsay Wagner in the Bionic Woman I have a remarkably attuned sense of hearing that can pick up frequencies that others can’t, catching voices upon the wind even though they are some distance from me. This being so, oh how I am loathed! I wonder why anyone could have the inclination or the time to trip around someone else’s life, picking it apart so meticulously. It’s deeply disturbing to accept the notion, that I have no true sense of privacy because people who are completely alien to me and are hell bent on my downfall have ravaged through it and ripped it to shreds.
Or, my lucid imagination repeatedly sparks into creative overdrive bringing me a most unwelcome manifestation. Of course I’ve know such a thing for most of my life, although nothing as complicated as this - one voice after another with yet more and more still, all engaged in detailed conversation regarding me, all much to the negative I must add. Why my brain would play such torturous trickery upon me is a mystery.
They’re real! They can’t possibly be! No, they are, and the threat is real. Shhh, all you need fear is your own shadow.
I don’t know. I simply don’t know! #schizoaffective #Voices #Hallucinations #Reality
#ChronicIllness #MentalHealth #Diabetes #DiabetesType2 #DiabetesType1 #prediabetes #MightyTogether #Reality #Bekind
How can you tell when something that is happening to you is just paranoid overthinking or its based in reality? I believe there is something awful out there about me on the internet accusing me of awful, untrue things, due to interactions and events that I connect together over a span of time. People tell me that I'm just being paranoid because they have not seen or heard anything and I haven't been able to find said post in all my searching. #Paranoid #Reality #pleasehelp
One might probably think what the hell of a question this is and while the other might think it has a deep meaning. But this is certainty difficult to understand because some
don't have a clear understanding or picture about it. For some people happiness can be having an ice-cream, and some might only believe making money is happiness. But the situation can be opposite also. A millionaire might not be truly happy. Some people find their happiness in other's life.
Some people are just happy and smile if someone greets "Ram Ram" to him/her. So, there's a different definition of being happy for everyone.
In order to find the real meaning, spare some time and ask yourself, "What is happiness to you".
Whatever you have or make, try to find happiness in it. There's always something in everything. It's just the way we see and take it.