...you're too sweet, Doug.
I think you're a brilliant and intensely emotionally evocative writer. And a loving and touching woman. And a touch crazy, but it's only a touch and most of the time it's under control. Mild schizophrenia I suppose, which probably has some name or another.You can and do use it creatively, as have many others. At this stage, a year or so past thirty, it's unlikely to progress and may regress.
Go bunny!
~Doug
But I don't have Schizophrenia. I'm not schizophrenic, schizoaffective or schizotypal. I'm not schizo anything; my psychiatrist says so. I do have problems, but I'm a normal neurotic, just like everyone else. I realize that may be a discomforting thing to read.
I also realize thought insertion/removal is a symptom of psychosis, I really do, and I don't have any other explanation for the phenomenon, which is an unreliable and untestable phenomenon, I know, but it is what it is, and I'm not going to pretend I don't see the world through the only frame of reference with which I'm able to see the world. At best, that's exhausting. At worst, that's a lie, and I'm not really into that sort of thing.
Furthermore, much like Science and Math, I do not have explanations for synchronicities/patterns, ubiquitous prophetic dreams, gut instincts, deja vu's, etc. That's a puzzle for our children's children to solve. Unlike many Scientists and Mathematicians, I'm a-okay with accepting for the time being that I do not know everything about, nor am I in complete control of the world. Only a nutbar would believe that.
I mean, come on guys.
Do you really think, that if I was schizophrenic, and my brain could invent all sorts of fantastical machinations with which to sync my conflicting inner and outer realities, I wouldn't invent my own X-ray vision so I could see naked bodies through clothing? Be serious. I would be "She Lube" from the "Planet Rimjob" in the "Deez-nuts" galaxy, and I'd have special X-ray visions and a magical vagina I'd use to smother my greatest enemies.
Posted by The Bunny at 7:52 PM