May 28, 2005
You can run, but you can't hide.I just got to know that someone I got to know only recently is suffering from mental illness. For the past 10 years. Untreated. He lost it when his brother, who he was apparently very close to, passed away due to an accident. He's basically schizo.
That kind of explains why the whole process of my family and I knowing him defies logic and practical sense. Only at that time, I could overlook it because I believed love can make people not choose to obey some practical sense.
I guess I have reasons to be worried and maybe even angry because of the lies he told, the trouble he caused and basically, the loss we incurred. However, I feel sympathy towards him too.
When reality is so harsh, and when it occurs at a time when one is not equipped to deal with it, what is our defense against reality? Denial? Escaping? Making sense of it? Changing it? Aggressiveness and violence? Towards others or ourselves?
Am I dreaming of a butterfly or is the butterfly in my dream dreaming of me?
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 00:18