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Schizophrenia and the Mind

Being schizophrenic is confusing. I question everything while hallucinations, voices, paranoia and delusions make up most of my day. A vast portion of my brain has completely left me while the other half is trying to come through and speak out. As the illness spreads it contaminates my brain In making me think that someone is there even though there not. That people are following me, or exploiting me. Whatever it is it will never stop. So whatever my brain decides to do I am completely left out.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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