My roommate has stopped talking to herself and now turns to me instead. Her name is Lily and she has schizophrenia. Meaning she sees and hears things that aren't real.
"I'll help you with your depression if you help me distinguish what's real and what's not. Deal?" She proposes.
Still wary of this girl that can go crazy any minute, I shook her hand from a distance and pulled away quickly.
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We Are Not Who You Think We Are
JugendliteraturBringing awareness to mental health and disorders. Undergoing major reconstruction. Won't take it down while I'm editing. Be patient. Thank you. Treat people with kindness.
