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Coming Out: A Long Journey to Self-Acceptance

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I muddle through like everyone else, but I look at managing my illness as a basic equation of steps that work. I take my medication and as I mentioned — try as best I can to adhere to my therapist’s recommendations. Otherwise, I live my life. My diagnoses is not a daily stress for me – after 18 years, it barely passes my day-to-day thought process. I can now confidently say I am not my diagnosis.

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I Am Her

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It took me sixteen years to confront my dark friend and let it know it was no longer in charge. No matter how many years my daughter travels with this same friend I will be there every step of the way. My voice is loud and my knowledge is vast. So we begin.

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A Cup of Kindness Yet

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Today is New Year’s Eve. I will not be going to the masquerade ball, even though I have a splendid Lone Ranger mask. Fitting I suppose, what with the isolation and such. Still, I could be someone’s hero on a white horse, but I’ll never know because we’ll never meet.

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My Wish List

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So what’s my final hope for my Christmas List? For anyone who’s felt stigmatized that they find the power and fortitude to talk about it and help others understand how they’ve been hurt. And, that they acknowledge the power of doing this — not just for an important social movement – but for their own well being.

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Angels In The Architecture

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Allies have a habit of showing up at precisely the moment one needs them. The key to noticing support is being open to the possibility that it exists. This challenges the self-stigma many of us find ourselves caught up in, unwittingly or through influence. So we set aside our preconceptions and learn to trust, even when it seems impossible.

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Benediction

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Schizophrenia has taken me to places which, thankfully, few will ever have to know. I tell my story that others might be encouraged to share their own. And somehow, in a way I don’t yet fully understand, I find myself thankful for the loneliness which teaches me daily the values of humanity and love.

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