How I deal with Schizophrenia.

Surrounded by white walls, a bed, and a locked door, this is another birthday just like the rest. Today is my 64th birthday and the only contact with the world I had today was with the nurse that gave me my breakfast and medicine. I've called the Tinley Mental hospital home for the last seven years. They let me out and then I forget to take my medicine and I'm right back where I started. …

…in a metal hospital, where you are automatically brand a Crazy person, or a nut. My dad had very high blood pressure and later died for not treating it properly. My mother was very active and took vitamins everyday, she died of natural causes when I was 50. I'm hoping to improve on my condition; I want to reduce my condition from severe to medium. I guess I have to wait until next year to see...