Saneism and alterhumisia is calling an alterhuman delusional
This is saneism and alterhumisia
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Saneism and alterhumisia is calling an alterhuman delusional
This is saneism and alterhumisia
i like their rivalry, so i drew the m :-]
Friendly reminder!
You do not need schizophrenia to experience delusions and you don't need to be delusional to have schizophrenia.
Delusions can come from many things, including but not limited to delusional disorders (seperate from any other diagnosis), traumatic brain injuries, bipolar disorder, severe depression, and neurodegenerative diseases like Alzheimer's.
And you can experience schizophrenia without delusions, they are not a necessity. Sure, they may make diagnosis easier but they're not as important to such a diagnosis as people seem to think.
You can also be schizophrenic without hallucinations.
Schizophrenia is a wide spectrum disorder, similar to how autism is a spectrum disorder.
- your local cisdelusional cisschizophrenic collective that experiences hallucinations
Nothing is real.
I am a living disaster. The curse of the ages. Every breath I take causes tragedy all around me. Every smile I have results in the pain of others. To suffer is to save, but sometimes I wish to be selfish. To not be responsible for the joy of the world around me. To be human and live as any all are. It is selfish to want such a thing. When I need to suffer to protect the innocent, to protect the kind, to protect those I love. My pain is their healing. My smile is their pain. I am the one born wrong, sent be a god to destroy the world. To suffer until the day I die to save the world. I was cursed from my birth. Disasterous and ruinous, I claw at anything I can get. My body aches, the flesh tears away, I am rotting and rotting and rotting. I can barely move, I can barely breathe, and still I am alive. Somehow, someway, I remain alive.
But it's a curse I no longer want. To rescind it to the heavens and live free is my desire. But it's an unrealistic fantasy. So what do I do? My joy is their suffering, my ease is their pain. To die and they would miss me. They do not see the way I am the root of suffering. All that is wrong in the world worsens when I smile. Is this really my fate, suffering preordained? Why would a god play such a vile trick? I do not wish to be the saviour when I can barely even save myself
My psychiatrist wants to have me tested for schizotypal personality disorder.
My fucking god. I wish so desperately to block the pika-man ads.
They actively worsen my state of delusion and disorientation. Every fucking time. I tell em to go away but I always come back to a new one that fucks me up just as bad.
Is there a way to block him because I don't know
oh I am not doing so well… I don’t leave my room, I can’t leave my room. I sit in my room all day, everyday, and If I try to leave, I feel as though I might throw up and I stand at the entrance to my room and I stare and time passes around me and I don’t move. Very difficult to leave. 100% I know there is someone in my home. I also know there is *not* someone in my home. But yes there is, I can feel it primally, deep in my soul. Something isn’t right, my body tells me all the time, something is very very wrong and you need to move, you need to get out of here. No matter where I go, I am being watched. No matter how fast I turn around, it is always right behind me. The only place I’m safe is my room and I cannot leave. I’m not doing so well.