Incessant Voices

I was standing on the bus the other day, and there was this guy down the back of the bus somewhere, occasionally screaming what seemed like incoherent words either at himself or at someone next to him. When I moved closer to the back of the bus, I finally saw the screaming man. He had a small device pressed up against his left ear, perhaps a walkie-talkie or a small radio.

I didn't think much else of him, thinking that he must have some sort of mental disorder. A few minutes later, I looked over his way again, and noticed that he was covering his ears. I was now within earshot of him, so I could actually make out what he was screaming to himself: "SHUT THE F#@K UP!!", "JUST SHUT UP!!", "ARRRRRGHHHH!!".

He must have been a schizophrenic, trying to drown out the voices that follow him around wherever he goes. When I realised this, my heart just went out to him. Can you imagine living your life hearing voices day in day out, and not being able to switch them off?? Ever?? It would be enough to drive you bonkers even after a few days, let alone an entire lifetime.

I'm not a doctor (obviously), but I wonder just how much medicine can actually help schizophrenia nowadays. I wonder if these people can actually live a reasonably comfortable life these days with the aid of medicine, by way of medication and/or the assistance from mental health professionals....

A little self-reflection

I like my voice. I think it can command respect. It's not one of those whiny, shrilly voices that some women have. I just think that I need more confidence in myself to back my voice up. Then I can move up in the world. LOL

Motivated

I'm feeling particularly motivated this evening! I was going to pop in a dvd and watch Blood Diamond, but instead I'm quite keen to get started on working on a few odds and ends that I've been putting off for a few months now - ironing, my taxes, finish off a few novels, to start with. :) Obviously I can't get them all done tonight, so I might just work on putting my papers together for my tax return, and get some ironing done. And I'll bring a novel with me to read during the commute to and from work.

There are only two times - NOW and TOO LATE.

Long weekend

It's the Labour Day long weekend in Sydney! Hurrah for public holidays!!! :D

Although unfortunately this will be the last public holiday until Christmas rolls around. But can you believe just how close we are to Christmas already?? Sheez, how time flies....