Still doing quite a lot of litter picking at the moment as the walks give me some exercise and fresh air and the litter picking gives me a focus.
I'm doing well but I can still tell I need to be on anti-psychotics because I can identify the things that would have made me paranoid / delusional if I wasn't on them. Yesterday, for example, I found a piece of note paper with two pieces of tape stuck to it in a bush. It said, in child's handwriting:
"Hello,
I'm (daughter's first name)
I'm a piece of paper stuck to a bench.
Nice to meet you and I hope you have a nice day.
From (Daughter's name, plus different surname)"
Now, I know that the piece of paper was real because I showed it to my children and the obvious logical solution is that it's a child having fun who wrote the note, stuck it to a bench but it then blew away in the wind and ended up in the hedge where I found it.
If I was not an anti-psychotics though, this would be an almost tailor-made event to send me into delusional / paranoid thoughts like "Did I imagine it?", "Is the universe sending messages to my daughter?", "Is someone nefarious trying to groom my daughter via messages taped to the benches in the park?", "Is my daughter trying to mess with my head?", "Is someone stalking me while I litter pick?", etc, etc.
So glad that I sought help when I did.
Son also found two pence in the sandpit.
Total litter picking expeditions to date: 64
Total bags of rubbish collected to date: 92
Money found to date: £2.69.
I'm doing well but I can still tell I need to be on anti-psychotics because I can identify the things that would have made me paranoid / delusional if I wasn't on them. Yesterday, for example, I found a piece of note paper with two pieces of tape stuck to it in a bush. It said, in child's handwriting:
"Hello,
I'm (daughter's first name)
I'm a piece of paper stuck to a bench.
Nice to meet you and I hope you have a nice day.
From (Daughter's name, plus different surname)"
Now, I know that the piece of paper was real because I showed it to my children and the obvious logical solution is that it's a child having fun who wrote the note, stuck it to a bench but it then blew away in the wind and ended up in the hedge where I found it.
If I was not an anti-psychotics though, this would be an almost tailor-made event to send me into delusional / paranoid thoughts like "Did I imagine it?", "Is the universe sending messages to my daughter?", "Is someone nefarious trying to groom my daughter via messages taped to the benches in the park?", "Is my daughter trying to mess with my head?", "Is someone stalking me while I litter pick?", etc, etc.
So glad that I sought help when I did.
Son also found two pence in the sandpit.
Total litter picking expeditions to date: 64
Total bags of rubbish collected to date: 92
Money found to date: £2.69.
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