I was standing in my room, I couldn’t focus, the room was twirling around, I was standing to attention trying to find my footing, I don’t know what I was doing, but I was stuck, I was done for. Holding on for dear life. Trapped in a state beyond life’s experiences. Living in a dream world. (I was diagnosed with schizophrenia) and the world looked totally different from that perspective. I don’t know what I was doing, but it was time to move on and stop standing I went from my room to the outside world, but what was outside? when I lived in that world, it was impossible to tell what was up and what was down. Who knows what kind of place that was. But one thing was for sure, I was in it, and in it for the long haul. Who knows what brought it on, was it stress, or was it something else entirely. My time in that world was short, but my god was it scary, never knowing when things will change, maybe they will never change, maybe this is what life is now. Writing isn’t my specialty, but I hope this short segment made a small impact and provided a short glimpse into what the world is like through my eyes.