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Third Book In Process


Hey guys!

I am currently in process of writing my third book. I’ve been collaborating with my former peer support specialist, who worked with me when I was very sick and catatonic. She is one of the people that gave me faith, hope, and tough loved. Her tough love was unorthodox in the mental health system, considering what it was, but as I got more recovered I latched onto that tough love in order to achieve what I have today. This third book will be my life story (although, not all of it) of how I went from being in a catatonic state of Schizophrenia to where I am now, working in the mental health field.

This is quite exciting for me, in so many ways. I want others to read this book. And have hope that you can come out of the deepest trenches of mental illness and still be able to live your best life. It’s very much possible!

I’m in the beginning stages, and I hope to get a traditional publisher for this one. So, stay tuned!

Thanks for reading! And until next time!

Blog For Mental Health 2015


“I pledge my commitment to the Blog for Mental Health 2015 Project. I will blog about mental health topics not only for myself, but for others. By displaying this badge, I show my pride, dedication, and acceptance for mental health. I use this to promote mental health education in the struggle to erase stigma.”  

I started having symptoms around when I was about 9 years old. I would become paranoid when my parents went to work. I figured what they were really doing was going to a secret warehouse complete with cameras and microphones, watching my every move in the house, through the tv screens.

I got older and I noticed kids and teens around my school would follow me, legitamely bully me, and watch me. I supposed they were planning to jump me or possibly kill me. I had to goto my first psychiatric hospital at 13, for depression and self injury. The first of about 20+ later on down the line. Rumors spread around the school about me that I possibly killed myself, or went to jail, because of my prolonged absence from school.

Everything went left when I got about 17, I was diagnosed with Schizoaffective disorder. Had been through numerous hospitalizations by that age that were horrifying. A psychiatrist attempted to have me committed to a residential treatment facility. I got out of that somehow.

Fast forward to now, I’m 24. Between 18 and 24 (now), I’ve been hauled off to many psych facilites by law enforcement, on disability, and almost had charges against me for assaulting someone who I thought was following me and watching my every move.

Thats a very small summary of my life with mental health. I hope you enjoyed reading it.

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Whats To Lose?


I feel a strong need to run away. Or do something on my own.

i still live under much help from my parent. and they helpp me do things – daily life stuff and important stuff. whatever. grocery shopping. doctors appointments. banking. my parent drives me 99% of the time everywhere. i cant think of much more off the top of my head but i think the pictures been drawn out fairly ok for you. Nothing more personal than that.

All that because of fear. Paranoia. Sometimes episodes where I may be confused or partially/fully incoherent from an episode.

I want to start doing things on my own. But I know if I do…a lot of shit will go wrong. Am I willing to sacrifice possibly more hospital stays but lets hope not anything more than that this time? Yea…I think I might be, I dont know. But why? Because I feel i have nothing too much more to lose in life. And I’m not doing anything anyway….

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