Lewis Carol - Blog Posts

schizo-wonderland

in schizophrinic symptoms people may experience….

Behavioral: social isolation, disorganized behavior, aggression, agitation, compulsive behavior, excitability, hostility, repetitive movements, self-harm, or lack of restraint

/he dropped the axe. Picking up the empty tea cup to bring it to his chapped lips. drinking out of a tick, not actual want. bloodied gloves smeared the crimsion fluied over the chipping, baby blue, tea cup.

“drink your tea alice…its rude to waste…” he said through a crazed grin. the people at his table slumped over and lifeless. alice in her blue blood stained dress… her head on the floor/

Cognitive: thought disorder, delusion, amnesia, belief that an ordinary event has special and personal meaning, belief that thoughts aren't one's own, disorientation, memory loss, mental confusion, slowness in activity, or false belief of superiority'

/his smile was one of insanity. the grin showing every one in group therapy that jervis was now the hatter. no longer in arkham, but in his own wonderland./

Mood: anger, anxiety, apathy, feeling detached from self, general discontent, loss of interest or pleasure in activities, elevated mood, or inappropriate emotional response

/“NO NO! its ALL WRONG!” the small man yelled. scaring the tightly bound, masked, hostages. “your supposed to say, yes sir! its so very very rude alice! wehave been over this over and over!” he steps closer towrared the shaking blond headed girl. “thats it…tea party over… your ruined it ….” he muttered. pushing the knife into “alice’s” throat so he could paint the roses red/

Psychological: hallucination, paranoia, hearing voices, depression, fear, persecutory delusion, or religious delusion Speech: circumstantial speech, incoherent speech, rapid and frenzied speaking, or speech disorder

/“Beware the Jabberwock, my son! The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun The frumious Bandersnatch!” he whispered. clawing at his hair, pulling chunks of blond hair out. “He took his vorpal sword in hand” he muttered, taking a small razor into his shaking hand. “One, two! One, two! And through and through The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!He left it dead, and with its head He went galumphing back” he cut into his wrists. his blood pouring out onto the cold floor. that shaky smile softened as he paled. the world growing cold… “And hast thou slain the Jabberwock? C…come to m..my arms, my b..eamish boy! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!” darkness took over his sickened mind/