I’m going off subject for this article. It has been too long since I wrote a just for fun piece. For this one, I’m going to disclose some facts about myself. Some will be funny, some may be unpopular, but all of them are true. So here goes:
My three favorite hobbies are computer games, writing, and weight lifting.
I love nonfiction science books.
I can’t stand dystopic novels or movies (which, unfortunately, is most of tv in recent years).
My favorite pizza toppings are pepperoni and Italian sausage
I can’t stand most fast food. I haven’t even had a Big Mac in over two years
I get very irritated when people ask me “when are you getting married?” Sometimes I want to retort to them, especially if they are older than I am, “when are you going to die?”
I don’t like watching sports as much now as I did when I was in my teens and twenties. But I do mainly so I can have something to talk about with family and friends.
I can’t stand most cable news channels. I like some business news channels, namely Bloomberg, because they report on things like science and tech breakthroughs more than politics and disaster.
I don’t tolerate rudeness from others in my online interactions. And I never give second chances to people I don’t personally know. No exceptions.
I often go out of my way to defend younger people, especially college age and those just starting out in adulthood. I remember how bad it hurt being stereotyped as a “damn kid” even when I was in grade school. When I was a teenager I promised myself I would never put anyone else through what I was forced to endure. Certainly makes me unpopular with my elders and even people my own age.
I don’t understand why it’s popular to be dumb. Never have and never will.
I don’t understand why it’s evil to be smart. Never have and never will.
When I write, I find writing in the first person point of view far easier than third person. Always have. My best material has always been with myself serving as the narrator. Even most of my early poems and novel rough drafts were in the first person.
I once had an outline for a science fiction series of novels. It was mainly about humanity several thousand years with various human settlements declaring independence from an interstellar empire. Pretty much think Star Trek, Dune, and a touch of the American Civil War. Sadly I no longer have those notes.
I once had the goal of becoming a best selling writer where half of all my writing and speaking profits would go to philanthropy, namely mental illness research and to the college I graduated from.
High school was some of the toughest years of my life.
College was one of the few places I felt that I wasn’t a complete outcast. It was one of the only places I met people more eccentric than I am. I loved college. Kind of too bad I can’t live in a communal type setting with other researchers, academics, and eccentrics.
One of the few parts I don’t like about being an adult is how tough it is just to spend time with friends.
One thing I absolutely love about being an adult is that I don’t have to act like I care what other people think about me, at least as long as I’m not breaking the law.
I don’t understand the whole ‘Oh God It’s Monday’ and the ‘Thank God It’s Friday’ nonsense. I never thought it was funny. Never will.
I don’t understand why it’s funny to hate your in laws or argue with your spouse. My two best friends I’ve known both for over twenty years. I can count the number of major arguments I’ve had with the two combined on less than five fingers. And it certainly doesn’t make our friendships sterile or lifeless or meaningless. The only time I argue with my parents is during psychotic breakdowns, usually only a couple times per year.
I absolutely despise the phrase “man up.” I think it’s possibly the stupidest phrase in the English language. I have never heard anyone tell a woman to “woman up” or an old grandfather to “young down.” I don’t even hear adults tell kids to “grow up” very often.
I get irritated when I present facts and statistics in a discussion only to be blown off or told I am a lair.
My favorite ice cream is vanilla, simply because it goes good with most toppings and favorings. It mixes with almost anything.
I like poetry, particularly poems about war, struggle, and overcoming challenges.
I don’t understand why many people can’t see that mental health problems are real. I mean, the human brain is the most intricate and complex piece of machinery we know about. Yet, too many people act like nothing can go wrong with it. Shows a lack of critical thinking on many people’s part.
I am extremely distressed by most education systems not teaching kids how to critically think or be adaptable. We have known our schools weren’t adapting to the challenges kids would face as adults as far back as the 1980s (at least). Yet we still teach our kids in 2019 like it was 1919. I am convinced that is why so many people are anxious and depressed about their lives as adults, simply because they weren’t taught how to adapt to the current realities. In short, we train kids and teenagers for a local and stable world only to dump them out in a global and rapidly changing world in their early twenties. And then we have the gall to wonder why they are anxious and struggling in their lives. We trained them for a world that no longer exists, often to the tune of many thousands of dollars in student debts that will take most of a career to pay off. If that isn’t child abuse, then nothing is.
I am sometimes lonely. But I don’t socialize because I don’t want to hear my family and friends endlessly complain. About the only people in my life who don’t unload their problems on me are my two best friends and my mother. And it weighs on me and can cause me to be resentful.
I hate being told I’m lucky. I hate it almost as much as I do being told to “man up.”
I don’t understand why the only manliness most people respect comes out things like war and violence. Personally, I think Einstein and Newton were every bit as manly as George Patton and Napoleon. Why is being a thinker considered a sign of weakness? Hell, if it weren’t for thinkers, there would be no civilization and humanity would probably be extinct. Think about that the next time you condemn someone for resorting to their brains before their fists or guns.
I don’t understand zero sum thinking. The idea that someone has to lose for me to gain a benefit is a load of crap.
Don’t discuss politics with me. Ever.
I have never thought having lots of sex makes a man manly or a woman immoral. Some people just like sex more than others.
I have lost more jobs and friendships than I can remember because I never gave up on trying to think for myself. Found out the hard way the world doesn’t respect original thinkers, at least not before they make major breakthroughs.
I am convinced societies love their living tyrants but condemn their living benefactors only to reverse it once their children become the leaders of society. So maybe there is a sense of justice, even if it’s only in history books and the minds of future generations.
I don’t believe in most conspiracy theories. But I do believe that just enough of them have just enough truth to them to make the entire subject a dark, addictive, and dangerous one.
I believe we live in one of the coolest times in human history, at least as long as you don’t watch the news channels. News channels report only negative news precisely because that is what we are hard wired to pay attention to. Good news sites fail, not because they are “fake news”, but because no one pays attention.
I believe we as a human society can solve our problems (or at least adapt so to minimize the impact) and have a really cool future that we, even in 2019, will be jealous of.
Been having bad knee pains the last few days. My mobility is more limited than usual. So I’ve been putting ice on my knee and taking it easy since this weekend. Sometimes I’m glad I don’t have to work a regular job and not just because of my mental illness.
Getting ready for winter, at least I was until my knee started acting up. Stocking up on canned food and peanut butter. So glad I don’t have food allergies as peanut butter is good and cheap emergency food that can keep for quite awhile. Bought a fleece blanket in addition to the blankets I already have. Been spending most of my evenings under a blanket and reading. I’m still lifting weights three times a week. Been doing this since the spring. I’m pretty sure I’ve lost weight but I don’t know how much. I know I’m down one size in clothing all around since the spring and I recover from aches and pains faster. The worst time for aches is right after I wake up in the mornings. Fortunately hot baths usually cure those.
My sleep patterns have changed, again. I usually go to bed around 11pm, wake up at 3 am and rattle around for a couple hours. Then I go back to sleep around 5 am and sleep until about 8 am. I don’t nap as much in the afternoons, usually only a couple times a week. My sleep patterns change with how my illness affects me. I usually sleep more when I’m distressed and having more frequent flare ups.
Fortunately haven’t had much for serious long lasting flare ups since this summer. I still get some a few times a week. Lots of caffeine can make these worse. So can socializing with rude and irritable people. Been avoiding people in person as much as possible lately. It just seems like people are more irritable and on edge than usual lately. I even avoid talking with some friends because it seems like they just want to do nothing but complain anymore. I’m sorry, but I have enough problems of my own and I’m not always stable. I avoid friends sometimes because I’m fearful of having flare ups and melt downs on them. I fear jeopardizing the friendship because I can’t process stress and negative vibes very well anymore. I’ve already lost a few friendships over the last few years because I can’t process negativity well. I don’t want to lose anymore.
Having a decent weekend overall. Other than feeling a little restless and lonely at the same time, I am doing well. I haven’t felt restless for weeks so this is kind of a different feeling for me. I do occasionally get lonely, but usually a few phone calls or chats with friends online will cure me of that. I’m also noticing the days are getting shorter. I’m ready for cooler weather and watching football again. I have done well this summer even if I haven’t gotten out as much as previous summers. I still keep active with indoor exercise. I am fortunate in that when my cleaning lady comes to my apartment every week, she will chat with me while she works. I get some socializing that way. I also chat up the delivery men when they bring my groceries. I now know why senior citizens get lonely and love it when friends and family drop by for even a few minutes. I may not be physically as active as years past because of my back and weight problems. But I am slowly losing weight and regaining some stamina. I didn’t get out of shape overnight so I can’t expect to remedy this problem quickly either.
Hosted my parents for an early Thanksgiving celebration last Sunday. They brought the food and I provided the place. They spent most of the day here. I also received a stationary exercise bike from them. Since they are moving to a suburb and are getting rid of some of the things they have no need for now, I got an exercise bike and a couple desk chairs from them. Used the exercise bike a few times already. It’s good to be exercising regularly again. I had fallen out of the daily exercise habit after my back started flaring up a few months ago. I was pleasantly surprised that peddling on a stationary bike doesn’t hurt my back like walking does. Used to be most of my exercise was walking in the park or old downtown. I would usually walk the hallways in my apartment complex when it was too icy or cold to walk outside. But I’m starting to feel more decent after only a few days of regular exercise again.
While I enjoyed hosting my parents for Thanksgiving, it was also a bittersweet gathering. That was the last time I get to see them when they are living nearby. Even as much as I don’t like driving, I could still get in my car and be at their house in less than two hours. But now that they are moving I won’t be getting to see them on a whim. At least until I find a low income place that’s not in a tough neighborhood. I may have to find a place in a small town nearby if the places in the city and the suburbs are too questionable. I have been lucky to have had the good luck with low income housing that I have experienced in the last twelve years. I’ve been fortunate to have good managers who will quickly and decisively deal with people who don’t pay the rent or are troublemakers. I don’t have any true complaints about my complex. I can be left alone when I want to be. I can socialize when I want to. And most people don’t give me problems and I try to avoid being a problem for others. It’s seemed to work or I wouldn’t still be here after twelve years. The only place I’ve lived in longer than my current apartment is my childhood home.
I haven’t bee out much for the last few days. I guess I’m still adapting to my parents moving to be near my brother and his family. I hope to be joining them eventually. But right now I probably won’t be making any moves, at least not until the end of winter.
Been rainy and cool the last few days. Haven’t really gone anywhere over the Labor Day weekend. Pretty much slept in, listened to podcasts, and talked to family a little. I think my bouts of irritability and paranoia have passed. Was having some problems with those for a couple weeks. I find that sleeping more and avoiding rude people helps me. So does eating healthier. I don’t know how much weight I’ve lost but I am down one full shirt size since the middle of June. And I’m not doing much besides eating more protein, severely limiting carbs and sugars, and lifting weights three times per week.
Overall I think I’m coming out of my traditional late summer depression. It helps that the weather is cooler. I always enjoyed cooler weather. From this point of the year until early April I really don’t feel much pressure to socialize if I don’t want to. Sometimes in summers past my friends and family would want to do things like go camping, go to baseball games, go fishing, or go to the park. Sometimes I wouldn’t want to go but I’d force myself to in an attempt to break out of the depression I was in. More often than not I did break out of it, at least for the rest of that day. I would be glad I went out with them afterward but I would, unfortunately, be a little resentful when first asked out. But I did make some good memories in the process even when all I wanted to do was stay home and brood.
I’m enjoying the cooler weather and the rain. Sometimes during these rainy days, I’ll bring up some jazz music on youtube and just relax. I like to read to jazz and blues music. Listened to a lot of Miles Davis, Muddy Watters, and John Lee Hooker over the years while reading. Cooler and overcast weather puts me in the mood to think, read, and write. I do enjoy this kind of weather.
Been uneventful for a few days. I’m no longer staying awake all night and sleeping most of the day. Most of my waking time anymore is during daylight hours. Mentally I feel stable. I am starting to get a few more aches and pains I can’t really explain. But I have been more active than usual. I’m reading more books again. For awhile most of what I was reading was online articles and audio books. I’m currently reading ‘The Inevitable’ by Kevin Kelly. It’s a future tech trends book.
I watch more live tv now, mostly baseball and soccer. I still don’t watch most news as most of it is just bad news meant to catch our attention. All the news that fit to be print, right? I don’t have any regular shows I watch besides some Star Trek reruns on Netflix. I do watch a lot of history shows on youtube. I recently watched Crash Course’s entire world history series. I always did get a kick out of John Green.
While I do get out more often, I still don’t stray too far from my neighborhood. Haven’t really been outside of my hometown for almost six weeks. But I am just comfortable and content to stay close to home and did most of my business here.
I think I’m losing weight again. I notice my clothes fit looser and I can walk a little farther than I could even a few weeks ago. I think my aches and pains are from more physical activity than usual. I can also lift more weight than usual. Weight lifting does make a difference even after a month.
Currently in the middle of my spring cleaning. It’s not going as fast as I would like it to though. My lower back flares up after being on my feet for awhile so I have to go slower than I used to. I am beginning to fear that lower back pain is something I’ll be fighting for the rest of my life. One of the reasons this is turning into a bigger than usual job is that I wasn’t keeping up on the cleaning and maintenance this winter like I had in years past. I didn’t keep up on it because of the back pain and occasional bouts of depression to where I didn’t want to do anything but read and watch youtube videos. I went through a lot of that last fall and this past winter. I don’t know if it was the weather that had me depressed or if the illness was flaring up in different ways than previously. I did go through bad bouts of paranoia when I would sometimes go two to three days in a row without leaving my apartment. I don’t get the paranoia nearly as bad anymore. I don’t know if the weather turning warmer or just the natural cycles of my schizophrenia is causing these changes.
It’s not that I was lazy about my upkeep just because I was lazy. I have lived on my own more or less for fourteen years and I always made a point to keep my place picked up and better looking than most bachelor pads. I think the mental illness was effecting me more this last fall and winter than I would have cared to admit. Looking back on some of my winter writings I was really paranoid and too often had delusional feelings of persecution that, in reality, were alive only in my stressed and diseased mind. I have to admit as my paranoia can flare up worse than in years past and with my physical health not as robust as it once was, I have to bring in outside help. I am convinced I’ll need to reconfigure my budget and hire a regular cleaning service. Sometimes I’d be depressed about the apartment looking shabby and the apartment looked shabby because I was too depressed and paranoid to do anything about it. I know I can get back on top of my current issues. Living on my own for fourteen years I have proven to myself and others that I can even if it takes me a little longer than many average people. It’s just a matter of doing so.
I know that sometimes in my blog I probably appear over optimistic about having schizophrenia and being an adult in general. Sometimes that is be encouraging to the readers, sometimes I write things I need myself to hear. I imagine I have been overly optimistic when I wasn’t in the grips of paranoia and delusion this winter.
In other news, I think I’m starting to lose weight again. I can tell my clothes are fitting looser and my back pain isn’t as intense. As far as my diet goes, I have cut out pasta, rice, and bread. I eat mostly grilled lean meats and vegetables anymore. And I think I’m starting to see some results. I want to get back on top of everything that slid during my fall and winter bouts of depression, paranoia, delusions, and anxiety. At least I no longer feel anxious when I hear footsteps in the hallway. So that’s a start.