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	<title>Comments on: Note to Self and Altered Perceptions of Reality.</title>
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		<title>By: colin anson</title>
		<link>http://crazyasuka.wordpress.com/2008/05/10/note-to-self-and-altered-perceptions-of-reality/#comment-2094</link>
		<dc:creator>colin anson</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 10 Oct 2008 23:54:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>of all things the person closest to you can make the difference and chase much of the darkness turn to a lighter note. temporary but at least it helps the weight to be eased while you can function and perform until, the next wave that comes around unexpectedly.

colin</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>of all things the person closest to you can make the difference and chase much of the darkness turn to a lighter note. temporary but at least it helps the weight to be eased while you can function and perform until, the next wave that comes around unexpectedly.</p>
<p>colin</p>
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		<title>By: crazyasuka</title>
		<link>http://crazyasuka.wordpress.com/2008/05/10/note-to-self-and-altered-perceptions-of-reality/#comment-1406</link>
		<dc:creator>crazyasuka</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 13 May 2008 01:16:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>You can&#039;t rely on your memory most of the times, because the memory tends to be corrupted too!  Sometimes it&#039;s hard to just say that &quot;it is important to remember...&quot;.  It is important but might not be the most plausible thing to do when most of your brain is pointing you in the opposite direction.

Hence the &quot;external memory devices&quot;.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You can&#8217;t rely on your memory most of the times, because the memory tends to be corrupted too!  Sometimes it&#8217;s hard to just say that &#8220;it is important to remember&#8230;&#8221;.  It is important but might not be the most plausible thing to do when most of your brain is pointing you in the opposite direction.</p>
<p>Hence the &#8220;external memory devices&#8221;.</p>
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		<title>By: la</title>
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		<dc:creator>la</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 13 May 2008 01:03:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I think this is one of the most important things to realise - that there *is* something wrong with you. That may sound a very negative and defeatist attitude to some ... but when you find yourself thinking you&#039;re weak and stupid it helps a lot to remember that these thoughts are part of your illness, they aren&#039;t who you are.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I think this is one of the most important things to realise &#8211; that there *is* something wrong with you. That may sound a very negative and defeatist attitude to some &#8230; but when you find yourself thinking you&#8217;re weak and stupid it helps a lot to remember that these thoughts are part of your illness, they aren&#8217;t who you are.</p>
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		<title>By: crazyasuka</title>
		<link>http://crazyasuka.wordpress.com/2008/05/10/note-to-self-and-altered-perceptions-of-reality/#comment-1394</link>
		<dc:creator>crazyasuka</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 12 May 2008 21:38:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I think it is a huge thing for me if something that I wrote made it better for you.  This is the final kick I needed to mark today as a Good Day.  Thank you. 

Everything about today has been good. :) 

I think something little that plays the right unknown switches inside our minds can do a great change.  Today I woke up, I was sort of awake, but I blamed the huge amount of sleep I had gotten.  I read a blog post by Seaneen (The Secret Life...).  Reading it made me smile, but it was nothing huge.  A while later I noticed everything had a different look.  I connected to people, I was able to help somebody, and I found many bad things but nothing of that overwhelmed me.  I liked my music and the world just has a nice light...

Could have been the meds, and could have been that + the little invisible switches of the strange mental world we&#039;ve yet to completely figure out.

&lt;blockquote&gt;I’m worried about how quickly I lose the ability to connect with people&lt;/blockquote&gt;

I think it is a plus that you worry about it.  It shows that you&#039;re at least not antisocial. :)  You just have to figure out a way to keep your ability switched on &quot;most of the time&quot; instead of &quot;almost never&quot;.  I could work on that myself too.


&lt;blockquote&gt;(Gladiators, Old men, libraries, Gym routines….weird)&lt;/blockquote&gt;

Haha, that made me giggle... I can picture images in my mind so quickly... Ehh.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I think it is a huge thing for me if something that I wrote made it better for you.  This is the final kick I needed to mark today as a Good Day.  Thank you. </p>
<p>Everything about today has been good. <img src='http://s.wordpress.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' />  </p>
<p>I think something little that plays the right unknown switches inside our minds can do a great change.  Today I woke up, I was sort of awake, but I blamed the huge amount of sleep I had gotten.  I read a blog post by Seaneen (The Secret Life&#8230;).  Reading it made me smile, but it was nothing huge.  A while later I noticed everything had a different look.  I connected to people, I was able to help somebody, and I found many bad things but nothing of that overwhelmed me.  I liked my music and the world just has a nice light&#8230;</p>
<p>Could have been the meds, and could have been that + the little invisible switches of the strange mental world we&#8217;ve yet to completely figure out.</p>
<blockquote><p>I’m worried about how quickly I lose the ability to connect with people</p></blockquote>
<p>I think it is a plus that you worry about it.  It shows that you&#8217;re at least not antisocial. <img src='http://s.wordpress.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' />   You just have to figure out a way to keep your ability switched on &#8220;most of the time&#8221; instead of &#8220;almost never&#8221;.  I could work on that myself too.</p>
<blockquote><p>(Gladiators, Old men, libraries, Gym routines….weird)</p></blockquote>
<p>Haha, that made me giggle&#8230; I can picture images in my mind so quickly&#8230; Ehh.</p>
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		<title>By: Alabaster Crippens</title>
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		<dc:creator>Alabaster Crippens</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 12 May 2008 18:39:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I&#039;m trying to work out how to say this, and I can&#039;t.

Basically, I think your note to self may have helped me unconsciously today.

The weekend was a rollercoaster, mostly due to my misuse of toxins and the attempted bodily recovery. Some things make your liver hurt, and some things just make you feel regret.

Anyway, I was down and anxious yesterday. Really down. Really anxious. Couldn&#039;t sleep until about five, had weird, weird dreams (Gladiators, Old men, libraries, Gym routines....weird) that meant I woke up for work feeling worse than I&#039;d been before.

I was four hours late for work (I&#039;m really pushing it now...someone&#039;s gonna notice and I&#039;m gonna get in trouble) because it took me that long to get over the mental barriers.

But I did, and at work, I realised afterwards, I&#039;d actually been mostly productive all day. Had at least one genuine connecting experience with a friend (I&#039;m worried about how quickly I lose the ability to connect with people...it&#039;s my whole fucking life and sometimes it&#039;s just not there. I can almost always talk...but there&#039;s something missing).

Anyway, I was walking home, and I realised I felt alright. The air was right, I&#039;ve got lots of bullshit ahead of me...but it suddenly wasn&#039;t this big insurmountable thing. It was just me forgetting how I deal with things.

Anyway. I read your note for the second time on sitting back down at home. And I think it might have something to do with it.

Not sure where I&#039;m going, or where I&#039;ve been.

But here I am.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m trying to work out how to say this, and I can&#8217;t.</p>
<p>Basically, I think your note to self may have helped me unconsciously today.</p>
<p>The weekend was a rollercoaster, mostly due to my misuse of toxins and the attempted bodily recovery. Some things make your liver hurt, and some things just make you feel regret.</p>
<p>Anyway, I was down and anxious yesterday. Really down. Really anxious. Couldn&#8217;t sleep until about five, had weird, weird dreams (Gladiators, Old men, libraries, Gym routines&#8230;.weird) that meant I woke up for work feeling worse than I&#8217;d been before.</p>
<p>I was four hours late for work (I&#8217;m really pushing it now&#8230;someone&#8217;s gonna notice and I&#8217;m gonna get in trouble) because it took me that long to get over the mental barriers.</p>
<p>But I did, and at work, I realised afterwards, I&#8217;d actually been mostly productive all day. Had at least one genuine connecting experience with a friend (I&#8217;m worried about how quickly I lose the ability to connect with people&#8230;it&#8217;s my whole fucking life and sometimes it&#8217;s just not there. I can almost always talk&#8230;but there&#8217;s something missing).</p>
<p>Anyway, I was walking home, and I realised I felt alright. The air was right, I&#8217;ve got lots of bullshit ahead of me&#8230;but it suddenly wasn&#8217;t this big insurmountable thing. It was just me forgetting how I deal with things.</p>
<p>Anyway. I read your note for the second time on sitting back down at home. And I think it might have something to do with it.</p>
<p>Not sure where I&#8217;m going, or where I&#8217;ve been.</p>
<p>But here I am.</p>
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