And it has also come to my attention that my readers, well, let's be honest here, reader, likes to read what I have to say about my schizo-affective disorder. Another yay! Because there's always a lot to say.
That's kind of a lie. Sometimes there's not much to say at all, for example I'm spending all my time in bed sleeping because I'm so depressed. (Or, as is more usually the case, I'm so depressed because I'm spending all my time sleeping). Even though I've completed, since my initial diagnosis of schizophrenia in 1998 (later my diagnosis was switched to schizo-affective disorder, which means I have sympotoms of both bipolar and schizophrenia, I know, yikes!, and also means I respond to medication used to treat both illnesses) a Bachelor of Fine Arts degree at the School of the Art Institute of Chicago (2002) and a Master of Fine Arts degree in photography at Columbia College Chicago (2006), lived on my own in New York City, travelled through Europe with a group of people I didn't know very well, got a short story published in the major literary magazine Another Chicago Magazine, gotten married, and held down the same part-time job for 3 1/2 years, those things are not the whole picture. I mean, a person's remarkable achievements aren't the whole picture of any person's life (I guess that's part of what makes them so remarkable) but for me, my day to day life is in especially stark contrast with my "life on paper" because the truth is I spend most of my time sleeping.
I'm working on getting out of that cycle now. T is key. More later...
