Wisdom In Watching My Illness Repeat Itself

Within my condition I routinely oscillate between spikes of lethargy and paranoia. I balance this with the happy, positive, and resilient side of my nature. I engage in activities which support my well being so I can function, contribute or provide.

Sharp spears of paranoia keep me in a state of peril, suspense and anxiety like I am about to be brutally attacked as I get on with my life. While lethargy puts me in jeopardy by disarming me, too much, at inappropriate times, so that I may appear unfocused.

Time, which I would have spent fluently in reality, suffers as I am absorbed between these poles and obstacles. This is a truly chronic affliction where the quality of my life is compromised and relationships suffer.

However the crucial work of the 'clarity', yielded as the illness repeats itself produces a fruit of increasing understanding and insight over time which can be shared. This is the outcome of perseverance along side the satisfaction of trying to get well and recover. A continual meditation. A platform, a way out. My talent redefined and redirected.

Society, therefore must be geared to facilitate the resultant, good thing, in all persons, as it is a fundamental human right for anyone with a diagnosis.

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