I understand your reaction to my post. This isn't the first time I have come across this and I don't think this will be the last time. We are all human and bound to this experience of being human. Our flaws and weaknesses make us human. So do our strengths. I'm just sharing my experience. This "flaw" of being schizophrenic has also given me my greatest "strength" of being able to help other people who have gone or are going through similar experiences.
I will keep you and the people you affect in my thoughts and prayers today.
This sound very similar to what happened to me. During my wild and reckless youth, I "partied" all the time and it eventually lead to my demise of going insane. During this time, I believed that I was an android that was malfunctioning. I lived with my parents at the time and they lived in a nice housing development. To me, this housing development was an "experiment" and that men in lab coats monitored the activity behind the scenes.
The time when the sh!t hit the fan, I was working on my Commodore 64 (yeah, I still used a commie in 1991) and I was loading a game from a disk (load"*",8,1...or if you had and Epyx Fastload cartrige like me, c= key+runstop). While this was loading, lyrics to the Doors, "Light My Fire" was scrolling across the screen horizontaly and then would drop down when it got to the middle of the screen. I thought I was getting hacked or something.
Well, it was kinda freaking me out so I looked outside the window. There was a Chemlawn truck and a cable TV van parked on the street. There were men in lab coats in these trucks. I "knew" that they had hacked my C=64 and was broadcasting my thoughts on the screen. That's when I freaked out, and ran outside screaming my head off.
My parents took me to the hospital (they were part of the conspiracy) where the men in lab coats were there to fix my defective android self. I saw them cut me open and expose my internal wiring.
Eventually, I got sent to the psych ward where I got treated. 6 months, inpatient. I got slapped with the label of "Paranoid Schizophrenic." During this time, I was stoic, couldn't express myself. Couldn't talk, almost catatonic. I couldn't trust the men in labcoats and the way they were broadcasting my thoughts over the TV, radio, and hospital intercom(thought broadcasting). Of course they could do these things because they worked with the cable company.
Anyhow, moving forward...I eventually got better through treatment and medication. For the first three years after I was released, I was still paranoid and hallucinating. It's been a long and difficult road to trudge but today I am well and it's been great for the past several years.
Today, I still take medication and still see a doctor about once a year. The men in lab coats went away about 9 years ago as well, as the halluciniations. Today I live a normal life. I was admitted when I was 17 and today I am 30. I work a full time job in the IT industry (I've been at this job for over a year now...my previous job was during the dot com days and there was a time of unemployment because of the bubble/911...but that's a different story.), I'm married, I just had a baby boy a little over 2 months ago...
So yeah, I live a normal functional life. I could not be any happier! Yeah, there are times where I don't feel so well but those time are so much easier to cope with these days because of the treatment and experience I've gone through.
So then, where does it end? Where do we draw the line. When do we say enough is enough? So the cable companies know your TV viewing habits. Now this digital cable thingy is going to sell you stuff "they" know you like because "they" know about what you do, how much you make, how old you are, what gender you are, etc, etc. And while most people will buy into this and say "yeah, this is great! no more commercials that don't pertain to me, now that's a smart TV," "they" are taking away your right to choose. "They" are choosing for you what to buy. "They" are turning you into the subserviant consumer that "they" want you to be. Then "they" will whore your information to big corporations where "they" can better learn to control you. Doesn't anybody care about "privacy" anymore?
"Freedom of choice is what you got. Freedom from choice is what you want." -Devo
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Benzapp,
I understand your reaction to my post. This isn't the first time I have come across this and I don't think this will be the last time. We are all human and bound to this experience of being human. Our flaws and weaknesses make us human. So do our strengths. I'm just sharing my experience. This "flaw" of being schizophrenic has also given me my greatest "strength" of being able to help other people who have gone or are going through similar experiences.
I will keep you and the people you affect in my thoughts and prayers today.
deli-x
This sound very similar to what happened to me. During my wild and reckless youth, I "partied" all the time and it eventually lead to my demise of going insane. During this time, I believed that I was an android that was malfunctioning. I lived with my parents at the time and they lived in a nice housing development. To me, this housing development was an "experiment" and that men in lab coats monitored the activity behind the scenes.
The time when the sh!t hit the fan, I was working on my Commodore 64 (yeah, I still used a commie in 1991) and I was loading a game from a disk (load"*",8,1...or if you had and Epyx Fastload cartrige like me, c= key+runstop). While this was loading, lyrics to the Doors, "Light My Fire" was scrolling across the screen horizontaly and then would drop down when it got to the middle of the screen. I thought I was getting hacked or something.
Well, it was kinda freaking me out so I looked outside the window. There was a Chemlawn truck and a cable TV van parked on the street. There were men in lab coats in these trucks. I "knew" that they had hacked my C=64 and was broadcasting my thoughts on the screen. That's when I freaked out, and ran outside screaming my head off.
My parents took me to the hospital (they were part of the conspiracy) where the men in lab coats were there to fix my defective android self. I saw them cut me open and expose my internal wiring.
Eventually, I got sent to the psych ward where I got treated. 6 months, inpatient. I got slapped with the label of "Paranoid Schizophrenic." During this time, I was stoic, couldn't express myself. Couldn't talk, almost catatonic. I couldn't trust the men in labcoats and the way they were broadcasting my thoughts over the TV, radio, and hospital intercom(thought broadcasting). Of course they could do these things because they worked with the cable company.
Anyhow, moving forward...I eventually got better through treatment and medication. For the first three years after I was released, I was still paranoid and hallucinating. It's been a long and difficult road to trudge but today I am well and it's been great for the past several years.
Today, I still take medication and still see a doctor about once a year. The men in lab coats went away about 9 years ago as well, as the halluciniations. Today I live a normal life. I was admitted when I was 17 and today I am 30. I work a full time job in the IT industry (I've been at this job for over a year now...my previous job was during the dot com days and there was a time of unemployment because of the bubble/911...but that's a different story.), I'm married, I just had a baby boy a little over 2 months ago...
So yeah, I live a normal functional life. I could not be any happier! Yeah, there are times where I don't feel so well but those time are so much easier to cope with these days because of the treatment and experience I've gone through.
Hopefully this can help someone out.
deli-x
So then, where does it end? Where do we draw the line. When do we say enough is enough? So the cable companies know your TV viewing habits. Now this digital cable thingy is going to sell you stuff "they" know you like because "they" know about what you do, how much you make, how old you are, what gender you are, etc, etc. And while most people will buy into this and say "yeah, this is great! no more commercials that don't pertain to me, now that's a smart TV," "they" are taking away your right to choose. "They" are choosing for you what to buy. "They" are turning you into the subserviant consumer that "they" want you to be. Then "they" will whore your information to big corporations where "they" can better learn to control you. Doesn't anybody care about "privacy" anymore?
"Freedom of choice is what you got. Freedom from choice is what you want." -Devo
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