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Mental Health.
Topic Started: Oct 26 2015, 11:50 PM (343 Views)
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I have recently been exposed to someone with serious mental problems.
You'll probably have had similar experiences, if you've spent any time on other internet forums, and it's generally no more than unpleasant.
This one, however, was a ball hit right out of the park.

I observe that there is, at some point, nothing anyone can do about - or for - someone who has let themselves go so far down that road.
Much as I, like many others, feel a duty of care towards anyone so obviously suffering, there simply is nothing to be gained, and a lot to lose.
Unbalance tends to unbalance more. Approach too close and you too will lose balance.

It's one of those things that there are professionals for. For good reasons. Which is why government, both local and federal, has a responsibility to both attend to the unstable, and protect the stable from the unstable. Lest we all end up unstable, which, in fact, is a scenario we find becoming more than just a theoretical threat.

Our wondrous modern age is an age of afflicted people. Almost everyone seems to display some degree of mental illness. Probably because nobody is allowed, any more, to notice, let alone do anything about it. And so you get people noticing nothing about anything, usually until it is far too late for noticing to have any effect.

One has a responsibility to oneself, and to everyone else, to monitor oneself so that one does not become mentally ill.
This entails being able to protect oneself from others who have failed in their responsibilities, so one does not join them in their sickness.

It is easy, and feels right, to extend help towards anyone who is suffering.
I submit, however, that in the case of mental illness, sufficiently advanced, it can be a dangerous course, and also entirely counterproductive.

Our health is, at root, our personal responsibility. And duty. If we, ourselves, are well, then we have performed as required.
It's easier than is generally believed, especially by the depressed millions, who, when you get right down to it, have very little, if anything, to be depressed about.


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I have a friend who is diagnosed with schizophrenia, and I actually prefer to be around him than most allegedly sane people.

He is delightful to be around actually, once you get past being disturbed by him. He once described what he experienced as he became "schizophrenic". He said he was in his living room and skeletons came down his chimney and brainwashed him.

He has a bunch of fast food wrappers and such pinned on his wall in the shapes of human figures, including a "mermaid", complete with paper cup breasts that he consults with for advice. He plays guitar and says everything is a scale. You can point at a couch and say "play that" and he'll play something he believes corresponds with "couch". He has holes in his shoes, and when I asked him why he he has holes in his shoes he just smiled and said "These are my rock n' roll shoes".

I really consider his disorder to be less of a problem than your average depressed, angry, low self-esteem know-it-all. He will even outright tell you he is crazy, and he won't argue with you.

As he says "I might be crazy, but I ain't no damn Yankee." I have no idea what he meant by that, as he is an American born in Nevada. Baseball team maybe?
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He's a Confederate, at heart, bless him.
If you're going to be mentally-ill, you should always try to do it right. None of this half-assed stuff.
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I have had a lot of amusing conversations with this guy, once we were in his backyard. His brothers girlfriend came outside for a cigarette. I asked her how she was doing and we started small talk and he said "Why are you talking to her? She's crazy!"

He has a bunch of pin-up girls on his walls. Nothing vulgar, just your usual girls in bikinis doing poses type stuff. He calls them his "babes" and they ward off all negative energy.

Him: Hey man, would you like a beer?
Me: No thanks, I'm tempted but I'm going to have to drive soon.
Him: Are you sure? They're the kind that make your dick hard.

He also once said that all races and cultures should just stick together and not intermingle in cities, or something to that effect. Maybe he's not as crazy as he seems.
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There's something hugely relieving about running into someone who can just say what he says without PC getting in the way of it.
Unless you're a PC zombie, and then it's obviously horrifying to encounter.
It's a sorry state when the clinical schizophrenics seem to be the sanest people around.
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It's funny you say that, because once a PC zombie did encounter him, and became upset.

[Going through his book of scales, everything can be a scale to him]
"I like to play swastika, but that one tends to piss people off, heehee"
[My somewhat PC then-girlfriend winces]
Edited by Racer Poet, Nov 26 2015, 07:54 PM.
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When people become depressed, they compare themselves to others.
Thus, they look in all the wrong places for their answers.
Most people become depressed because they know something is seriously wrong, but have no idea what it is, or what to do about it.
The last place they ever look is inside themselves, instead, looking to others to have the answers they need.

Depression, in fact, is a signal to abort the path one has been taking, and start backtracking to a point before it all went pear-shaped.
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Most people where I'm from have been depressed to one degree or another since puberty, I don't think they have any point to backtrack to.
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If that is so, they probably are not depressed. Rebellion against any form of discomfort or effort, perhaps.
Depression sets in after many years of no relief. Maybe you confuse it with desperation?
I remember being utterly desperate when I was about twelve.
That felt very bad, but depression is a whole other thing.
Clinical depression, anyway.
Edited by crow, Sep 16 2017, 07:58 AM.
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I don't know too much of a difference between the two, although I remember not feeling depressed, when I was homeless, but quite desperate. I didn't have time for depression. So I might have an idea.

When I see the state of my peers, I see depression, the same kind of illness I saw and experienced when I was in middle school (age 11-15).
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Maybe I'm too much of a fighter to have given in to depression until my 30s.
Desperation, on the other hand: I knew about that from around age four, onwards.
All of it involves the ego. Ditch that, and you have lifelong immunity.
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Sometimes, I wonder if the schizophrenic man I referred to was like one of us, but he broke down at the event horizon, and went insane. He sometimes makes revelatory remarks. He likes to talk about his dreams, as we do. I once recounted a dream in which I saw my grandparents, and he said "That's good, you wonder about your dreams, that means you're spiritually aware".
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Event horizon :)
What a great term that is. I used it only today, speaking to my wife. Which in itself is odd: I've never before mentioned it to anybody.
"It's like the horizon," I said. "If somebody does something beyond the horizon, it is far enough away that it has no effect on you. So any event taking place sufficiently far from anything capable of detecting the event, is said to be over or beyond the event horizon."

Most people have an event horizon a few inches beyond their faces.
The spiritually aware have a horizon stretching outwards in all directions to whatever point they have reached.
The spiritually adept have no horizon, period.

Re: the schizophrenic man: he probably lacked what we both have been fortunate enough to stumble across: a point-source of validation.
One is all it takes. Then auto-power takes over. But lacking that jump-start, a man can literally lose his mind.

Edited by crow, Feb 3 2016, 12:17 AM.
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You used that term today? I doubt it's a coincidence, there is something in the air tonight, on the western coast of North America at least :)
Edited by Racer Poet, Feb 3 2016, 12:28 AM.
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I checked with her. She remembers it as being yesterday.
As I've often said, there's something funny going on with my time-sense.
Every moment is either now, or a long time ago.
You might be conversing with a lunatic, after all :)
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Don't worry, I'm only 22 and I have lived about 200 hours today. I rely on Cory as much as you rely on your silentpartner for those details. :)

I rode my bicycle about 14 miles on a half-flat tire 7 hours ago, and I could have sworn it was another life in which I did it.
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Half flat and fully flat tires are murder.
I have a wheelbarrow that slowly leaks air, slowly enough to let me forget about checking it before I load it up, far away, and then discover how ridiculously hard it is to push a loaded wheelbarrow with a half flat or fully flat tire.

My wife had a flat on her rented mountain bike, after we'd cycled miles out into the Mexican desert.
Like a dutiful husband, I let her ride mine, while I pushed hers, miles through the heat.
It wasn't all bad: she sat down for a rest under a tree, on top of a funnel web spider.
Finally we made it to a hotel, before we died, and bought a can of Coke for $20.

$20 !


Edited by crow, Feb 3 2016, 01:38 AM.
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I sometimes get the feeling that a lot of mental illness is the result of participating in a perceived race to be The Most Normal Person.
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