Stepping away reminds you that you are human; another hard lesson. It took me years to realize that I am a valid human being despite my illness.
Finding stability with a mental illness, like anything else worthwhile, takes time, effort, and openness to learning, and failing.
Living with schizophrenia, I’ve been through the full gamut of side-effects. New side-effects pop up to say “hello” with each medication I’m prescribed.
When I was deep in the midst of a psychotic break, I was convinced that I was a prophet sent from God to save society from its ills.
Love can be the gasoline on schizophrenia’s fire, playing tricks on your mind and it can lead you to places from which you may not be able to return.