Today on the train...there was a woman creating business plans. The only thing was that she was talking to herself. I'm guessing that she is schizophrenic because she every once in a while she would slip in another voice that was more like a breathy whisper. At times the voice was a little creepy but after awhile I felt like she wasn't a danger to anyone.
She went from creating business plans for Los Angeles to increase tourism, to how she was going to start selling notebooks similar to ones that were at the 99cent store, to wondering if mummys could be brought back to life, to talking about how snakes couldn't die unless they were killed.
It must be exhausting to have your mind going like that all the time. There is little to no way you could actually have substantial conversation with someone else, which could be very lonely. I wonder if she has medication and just doesn't take it, or if she is homeless and medications are hard to come by.
"A quiet mind cureth all"according to Robert Burton. I'm sure that woman wishes she could have a quiet mind.
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Thank you for this! I know we're in grad school for this and all...but you nailed it...it can't be anything but exhausting to be mentally ill. I know I wear my judgy jeans around the subject more often than not, but must remember that usually folks don't get to a state of mental un-health (new word;) because they want to. Your compassionate heart strikes again. Nice work, MFT. :)
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