Posts by Larry Lewis

Eric Gray2 said:🤣

That's it—I am officially done reading this. Honestly, I'm out. I'm leaving right now—just consider me gone... 😳

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Eric Gray2 said:What? 🤔 🤣

Oh, so you actually bother to think, too? How absolutely revolutionary.☕

Eric Gray2 said:Just because someone tries to be humorous doesn't mean it actually lands 😉

And frankly, those who think they’re the smartest people in the room are usually just the biggest fools—myself included, I suppose... 😉

Look, I get it—everything is subjective—but having spent some time observing the specific brand of humor you all employ here, I’ve realized it’s genuinely hilarious in a way that's almost infuriating.

God, even two of the moderators have taken an interest in me—and while I’m fully aware that I’m quite handsome and sharp-witted, this is getting a bit much... 🤣

Michelle Evans said:When dealing with acute psychosis, three pink pills and two green ones just aren't going to cut it if you want someone back on track. It's also a bit foolish to play doctor...

Your sense of humor is truly brilliant... 😍

(If I may weigh in for a moment... Just a little something to brighten the mood...)

Honestly, I think both you and Taylor Swift are missing the mark on this one—if a person is genuinely struggling through an acute psychotic episode, some medication wouldn't hurt at all; they can deal with the long-term therapy once they've actually made it into the hospital.

Michelle Evans said:When dealing with acute psychosis, three pink pills and two green ones just aren't going to cut it if you want someone back on track. It's also a bit foolish to play doctor...

Your sense of humor is truly brilliant... 😍

(If I may weigh in for a moment... Just a little something to brighten the mood...)

I mean, what exactly was supposed to be funny about what you just posted?

Kevin Nguyen3, there is an endless amount of ground to cover here—we could go on forever about brain pathology, our inherent temperament, how medication shifts the needle, environmental factors, our cultural attitudes toward illness, the sheer intensity of symptoms, even those innate flaws we’re all born with... it’s a rabbit hole, truly.
I’ve found myself wrestling with these exact same questions before. It really comes down to whether life simply molds you into who you are—or rather, how life shapes you, though obviously, you have some agency in the matter, yet most of it seems dictated by the immediate reality surrounding you.
Before I fell ill, I was a relentless optimist—the kind of guy everyone wanted around, someone who could charm just about any girl in town if he tried enough.🙂 But once things took a turn, my grandfather—a man who was anything but dim-witted or narrow-minded—told me he had sensed "something" about me since I was just a kid, something he’d actually warned my parents about back then.

In terms of my journey, I’ve managed to crawl from being completely incapacitated to becoming a man dealing with specific psychological struggles, and I am doing my level best to push toward something better—though, honestly, I’m not sure if I can realistically demand a faster recovery from myself.
The bottom line is that I’m satisfied with the progress I’ve made in my recovery; that sense of achievement provides a certain stability and the willpower to keep moving forward.

It isn't as simple as being either "healthy" or "sick"—there are so many shades of gray in between.

Kevin Nguyen3 said:Yes.
Basically, the recommendation is to stick with it for four weeks, plus whatever extra time you need to taper down the dosage and actually stop the treatment.

Those are just the official guidelines, though... it's a completely different story when people start playing doctor with themselves and deciding their own dosage based on what they "think" feels right.

Well, I'm not exactly "self-medicating" here—my psychiatrist is the one keeping me on Xanax, and she's been doing it for over six months now. And look, she isn't some random clinician off the street; she’s a highly regarded specialist.
Of course, she told me not to take it unless it’s absolutely necessary, yet she keeps prescribing it to me regardless. To make matters worse, I have five whole boxes sitting in my cabinet—even though she explicitly said I should be taking a maximum of two 0.5mg doses a day.

Arthur Scott5 said:Back when I was going through a particularly dark period, I actually went out and bought myself a surgical kit for operations. I spent a significant amount of money on it, and I even bought a specialized case because he told me I needed everything organized for the procedures. I still have all of it at my house. Every time I head home for the weekend from the hospital, I get this sudden chill run down my spine, and I hear this single voice whispering, "It isn't finished." It makes me shudder, and I find myself putting everything back where it belongs. I honestly don't know what it means, but the voices haven't left. Now, I've been prescribed a new medication called Olanzapine—it's an orally disintegrating tablet—but the thing is, whether I am at home or at the hospital, those voices just keep coming back.

Man, you need to tell your doctor everything—seriously, you are playing with fire here and you don't even realize it. If I were in charge, I wouldn't let you leave for the weekend for six months, if I ever let you go at all!! Just think for a second, man... you are already in such a fragile state that losing control could be catastrophic!!!

Honestly, that’s just my take—the guy is aggressive, totally unhinged, and we all know what the diagnosis is going to be... schizophrenia or some other flavor of that.

I mean, look at me—when a damn moth flies into my room, I’ll actually go through the trouble of catching it and letting it back outside so it doesn't die in there—and I’ve got schizophrenia myself.

Mark Nelson said:Does this bolded part apply to Lorraine too?

It doesn't—not even if you’re talking about Xanax, or Normabel, or just any damn anxiolytic for that matter.

I'm speaking from my own lived experience—and honestly, from observing just about everyone I know who's stuck on those meds, too.

My therapist once told me—and I kid you not—that my penchant for staying up all night is just my way of retreating into my own little private universe.
I didn't quite wrap my head around her reasoning at the time, but honestly, what's the harm? There is something deeply restorative about just sinking into your own thoughts and actually enjoying them—without the constant, nagging pressure to deal with how things "should" be done or how life is "supposed" to function in the daylight.

Eric Mitchell55 said:Exactly.
Honestly, we’re all just a little bit fractured inside, aren't we? 🙂

The bottom line is staying positive—whatever the hell that actually means.

Look, speaking as someone living with schizophrenia—I've truly been through the ringer, everything a person in my position is supposed to endure—it's been messy. It was, quite frankly, a total disaster. I won't sit here and lie to you and say my psyche isn't permanently scarred, but... well, I'm making peace with myself and the chaos. It isn't easy—not by a long shot—but hey, at least I didn't kick the bucket in an incubator.

Eric Mitchell55 said:The doctors over at my clinic in Smalltown, USA just changed my diagnosis while I was laying there in bed.
It’s not schizophrenia anymore; they've switched it to borderline and organic psychotic disorder.

But honestly, deep down, I think I'll always feel like it's schizophrenia.

At the end of the day, what other people think doesn't matter—all that matters is how you feel inside.😂

David Vaughn75 said:Honestly, it’s just people desperate for some attention and a little sympathy. Let's face it, nobody gives you much of either anymore, so they resort to these kinds of tactics just to feel seen.

Nowadays, everyone acts like some big-shot tough guy or a constant agitator... there isn't much genuine humanity left out there, though I suppose there's still a glimmer of it somewhere.

Arthur Scott5 said:Well, I suppose I shall follow your advice then. I intend to commit myself to my treatment so that I might actually feel better. For these past few days, the voices have subsided somewhat, and I’ve been prescribed some new medications—I believe they are helping, as I find myself engaging with people much more frequently now.

Fingers crossed.

David Vaughn75 said:Sure he can, but let me tell you, it never ends well.

I honestly can't tell anymore—it seems like everyone is just broadcasting their own ailments these days, even the ones who claim they're perfectly healthy🤷

So, I have to wonder—is it actually permissible for someone dealing with schizophrenia to take some twisted pleasure in their own illness, using it as an excuse to just act like a total jerk to everyone around them, all while expecting people to still keep loving them?

Let’s have a little sing-along: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TAqZb52sgpU

Nicole Barrett76 said:I truly hope that Tom and actually received psychiatric hospitalization.

Because if he hasn't, there’s going to be hell to pay.☕

Arthur Scott5 said:Hello everyone, I suppose I should share my situation. I have been struggling with schizophrenia for some time now. I’ve been seeing a psychiatrist for about two years, and they officially diagnosed me with the condition, so lately I’ve been doing quite a bit of research into it all. I experience intense hallucinations—specifically, I see a man walking around my house who says incredibly disturbing things to me. He tries to convince me that I need to kill animals and implant microchips into their heads so that I can somehow bring them back to life using those chips. He tells me that I need to become an elite surgeon to control these animals via the implants, and he even insists that I must consume their organs and cook them to acquire their powers. According to him, I have to perform surgeries on them so they can eat and talk in my place. On top of that, there are times when I feel compelled to get into physical altercations just because he tells me to. It is honestly very difficult; sometimes I find myself stuck in a single position, completely unable to move for several minutes at a time. If anyone else here experiences similar symptoms, please, I would appreciate it if you could share them with me. I just need to know if I am alone in this. Thank you. Also, for context, I spent a year in a psychiatric ward at a facility similar to Johns Hopkins.

I honestly have to hand it to you—the way you're handling all of that is incredible. I've never heard of anyone dealing with symptoms quite that extreme.

Eric Mitchell55 said:Well, obviously.
They just keep coming in. 😁

How pathetic.😢