I hope the meme doesn't come off as cynical, it’s definitely not meant to be. But sometimes, when I think about how hard it is to reach someone who is deep in a psychotic crisis (or when I look back at my own crises), this South Park line keeps popping into my head: "How do I reach these kids?" Of course, people with schizophrenia aren't children. And the reason logic doesn't work isn't because they refuse to listen, but because they simply cannot be reached that way in that moment. When you’re deep in psychosis, your brain is generating an entirely different, undeniable reality that feels 100% real to you. You can't just talk someone out of a delusion any more than you can talk someone out of feeling physical pain. We always hear that schizophrenia is treatable, recovery is possible, and you can live a self-determined life. That’s an important message, and I truly believe in recovery. On the other hand, neuroscientist Robert Sapolsky once bluntly said: "There are no hidden blessings, it's a disaster of a disease for everyone it touches." And when you’re deep in a crisis, that's exactly what it feels like. An absolute disaster where abstract ideas of recovery mean nothing in the moment. Being in that state, or watching someone you care about go through it, is one of the hardest parts of this illness. It causes so much grief and profound helplessness for everyone involved.
Looking back, I sometimes ask myself: What actually pulled me out of my crises, and what quietly slipped me back into the next one? Honestly, I don't always fully know the exact turning points.
What goes through your mind when you read this?