I put everything in the same place... If I throw something into the garbage and miss, I get up, pick it up and do it myself..

I've been doing so much work (Shower, hygiene, tasks, chores, job, organizing) - And I did this same thing when I was 15-16... Then psychosis happened. I couldn't bare the constant activity anymore.. of doing things..

But right now, I'll try again

Because when I was 16, I slept a few hours a night for a year, stressed, abused and then all of a sudden, I broke down. I couldn't get out of bed.. I told my mom "I don't want to go to work - I don't care about life"..

And I brush my teeth every day, take care of myself.. It ended up where me, I was outside on a bench in the psych ward - With my dad, cutting my toe/finger nails because I was so mentally handicapped.