Just imagine the shell of boy walking around and trying to pretend it’s not a shell. It’s falling apart too. No, It’s not a shell, it’s as if humans shed their skin. It is paper-thin skin walking around. It’s disgusting. It’s so sad. Why won’t it just stop walking, why won’t it just lie down and die. It is not even aware of what it is, it only knows anything because of what other people say. Everyone else has a ticket to the show. Where’s my fucking ticket? You keep watching because you can’t tear your eyes away. It’s a spectacle.
Three
“Are you okay big guy? Your old man is worried about you”
Four
“Hey get up kid you can’t sleep in the park, don’t you have anywhere else to go?”
Five
“Remember to put all those books back when you’re done. Roman mythology, interesting choice. Most people go immediately to Greek mythology, which is essentially the same but fundamentally different. You know?”
Six
“I want to give you the benefit of the doubt, Venus, but you haven’t been producing good work. You are barely coming to class. Is everything okay?”
Seven
“Dear Venus,
Good afternoon. You don’t know me, but my name is Jillian. I work at the counseling center. A concerned someone told me you might need to talk. I am a peer counselor, so you don’t have to feel nervous or guarded. I work Tuesday to Thursday from 11-4. Swing by. …show more content…
A long-term mental disorder involving a breakdown in the relation between thought, emotion, and behavior, leading to faulty perception, inappropriate actions and feelings, withdrawal from reality and personal relationships into fantasy and delusion, and a sense of mental fragmentation.”
Ten
“Mrs. Marcus displays fits of hysteria and is not connected with reality. She has extreme paranoia and is prone to violent fits. She bit one of our nurses this week. Last week she had to be locked in her room for screaming ‘Icarus’ out of the window for hours. She is not making any progress fending off her delusions. She thinks she is the chosen one, a bride of Jupiter she calls herself. She is waiting for him to come and get her. This is worrisome behavior. We have been trying different medications. The first one made her ‘too tied,’ the second gave her too much energy and the staff couldn’t handle it, the next one gave her diarrhea. The one she is taking now seems to be working, but there is no way to tell. Mr. Marcus does not understand we are not just haphazardly pumping his wife full of drugs; we are trying to help her. Mrs. Marcus is simply not fit to go home, she is not fit to be around people right now. My recommendation is she stays with us for as long as it takes to make her well – which will take some