purpleape
In this world, everyone suspects everyone else. Noone is free from the torment of being blamed for something completely out of their control. But with paranoia comes the complete belief that someone is plotting against you; you suspect everyone until proven innocent- which is a mean feat in itself. You can't help this belief so it continues on, a vicious cycle of suspecting and failed proofs.
Carried out on a thin piece of fabric, tied tightly to two oppressive beams the young man is screaming. Trying to writhe his way out of his confinement- though whether mental or physical noone knows.He is schizophrenic, severely so, and these people are saving him from an imagined fire set by imagined arsonists in an imagined home. This man is homeless because of the stigma attached to mental health. He quit therapy because he wouldn't get a job if they knew about it. Think.
One minute seems like not long but to me it is a lifetime. To any person with depression it is a lifetime. What could happen in a minute?? Life, death, cuts, suicide, pain- anything could happen and we recognise that. Anyone who has a mental illness knows this feeling. A minute is a long time when you don't know what to do or who you are. A minute is a long time when you have family who want to die. It can be the difference between you having family and friends and you not. Minutes tick by as you work tirelessly at so much that you shouldn't have to do but you are one person, you need longer but you need less time.
The human mind, the human soul is always slowly emptying. We forget life before us, we forget life with us, we have only life now. Sometimes this emptying is halted for whatever reason- this is the time when we must seek help from anyone we can, because the horrible feeling of filling back up will come and when it does our sanity will leave. Seek help!!