Fighting Goliath

  Identifying Delusions             In one of my recent delusions, I thought my dad had left his wallet at my apartment. When we met later, I thought he asked me if I had brought his wallet to him.             I simply said in my mind, “No, dad, I didn’t pick up your wallet.”             I felt like he was furious with me. He did not understand why I did not pick up his wallet when I went was at my apartment and bring it to him. That thought caused stress, but it was a delusion. I knew in reality that my dad had not asked about his wallet, but sometimes I get swept up and the delusion seems real. I have schizophrenia. I have delusions like this sometimes, and I usually isolate myself in my apartment, because I feel like the delusions can be written on my face like a movie screen. I do not always like the word craz...

  In Tune with a Broken World               I can only wish that my life was like the saying, “If it ain’t broke…don’t fix it.” However, most people are broken. As a person with schizophrenia, I definitely feel this. The fact I have schizophrenia, I try to figure out what is broken, try to understand it, and figure out how to fix it.             In my younger years, I was going through life blind and ignorantly. I did not see myself as broken, and I had not yet experienced life in the world. I went day to day not understanding the reasoning of my thoughts and actions. I needed to evaluate not just who I was, but where I was going. I thought I knew what I wanted. I wanted to get to A to B, but I did not know how to get there. I now know it takes work. It takes planning.             I think mindfulness and me...