Imagining Other(s): Psychosis, Stigma, Colonialism, and Community

            As a function of the mood disorder I have, I sometimes experience psychosis. After working with it for a couple years now, I am very aware of when I am experiencing psychosis. This awareness is called “insight” in the world of treatment, which is a cool name, kinda makes me feel like a wizard. The first thing I do when I know I’m experiencing psychosis is find something to focus my eyes on. This makes it easier to sit back and think without getting distracted by what’s going on around me. Then, I try and examine my mood leading up to my experience of psychosis. Oftentimes I find I was anxious or overwhelmed beforehand, and the psychosis I am experiencing is one way I have of understanding that. Much like crying is not a symptom of sadness, but a response to it that helps your body relieve stress, psychosis for me is not a problem in itself. Rather, it is a natural bodily response to powerful and difficult emotions. With an awareness of my emotions leading up to experiencing psychosis, I can understand and act on what my psychosis is telling me. I can feel better after my delusions and hallucinations than I did before.

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A Passing Failure

hand waving a white flag against the backdrop of a sky

I am in a classroom, or perhaps at a party, but it doesn’t actually matter. What matters is that I am speaking, and maybe what I’m saying is funny or profound but even meaningless words will bring eyes and thoughts around to the body producing them. After I am done speaking, another voice starts. “As HE said…” The “HE” rings loudly in only my ears though, and to everyone else in the room my passing and my failing go by so quietly as to be unnoticed.

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