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     “I was in graduate school, but things got to be too much, so I came to a halfway house in Boston for mental health treatment.  I’m schizophrenic, so it was not realistic to continue my studies.”
     “Was graduate school the first time you realized you had a problem?”
     “I had known for years that I had pretty bad mental health issues, yet I could still do my studies well. I was afraid of being sent away forever to a mental hospital, so I didn’t want to go into treatment until I absolutely had to. It turns out that mental health treatment is not as bad as I thought it would be. Referring to an entire group of people as ‘the mentally ill’ implies that it’s a permanent condition and there is nothing you can do about it. I’m employed and pretty functional, so I think I’m a good example that things like this are treatable and can happen to anyone.”
     “Do you think that the stress of graduate school had anything to do with your mental health getting worse?”
     “It definitely did. I was pretty isolated in graduate school – the people I knew were more my colleagues than my friends, and we talked mostly about work. When I first got there my assigned advisor had gone on sabbatical, so I didn’t have an advisor for my first year, which I felt was negligent. Also, math was starting to feel sterile and abstract. I didn’t feel that I was doing anything useful with my life; I was just solving little puzzles. I remember having an idealistic view of what it was like to be a professor; in reality, it wasn’t nearly as nice.
     “There were minor things too, such as my office not having any windows, which after six months made me feel stuck. Since then I’ve learned, of course, that my problems are fundamentally neurological, so it’s not like having a window would’ve cured anything. At the same time, mental hygiene is important. It’s possible that if I had found an environment in graduate school where I was happier, I might have gone to treatment before I had to go to the hospital. Instead, I wanted to work on short term goals, pushing through my papers and assignments to avoid focusing on the long term.”
     “Does your condition affect your current work?”
     “It does. I was hired full time, but I moved down to part time fairly recently. I needed more time to space out my week in order to resolve all the issues I was accumulating. My illness also strongly affects my professional advancement. It’s difficult to accept that I can’t think too far ahead about my career. Making sure I’m employed is enough of a challenge that I can’t afford to have my head in the clouds and set great goals for myself.”
     “What else have you learned from this experience so far?”
     “I’ve learned that once people get to know you, the stigma tends to go away. Often people will get to know me not realizing that I have any problems. We come to like each other really well, but then they say something insensitive. Schizophrenia is the archetype of mental illness and, for many, is synonymous with crazy person. So people would see someone and say, ‘Oh, that guy must be schizophrenic.’ Then I would say, ‘You know, that’s actually not very nice because… ‘
     “I think a lot of people haven’t been exposed in their personal lives to schizophrenia or severe bipolar disorder. Once they are, the stigma goes away. That’s why I think that someone going through something very severe should open up to their friends about it, without worrying about the reaction. It’s not going to be as bad as your brain is telling you. For me, it was very difficult to sort of ‘come out.’ I think a lot of people have the fear that they are going to lose friends. The truth is, if people are going to ditch you, they are not really your friends. That is not a good reason to end a friendship.”
     “Did you ever think, I can deal with this myself. It’s not a neurological issue, and I’ll be OK.?”
     “Not really. Instead, I blamed myself a lot. I would think, ‘I’m sitting here thinking about suicide when I should be doing work. What’s wrong with me?’ The correct answer was ‘I need to go to the doctor’, but instead I interpreted my condition as just being lazy. I think that’s a good example of why you need a therapist, someone outside your own brain who can help you through it.
     “One of the problems, I think, is that we as a society don’t view mental illness in the same way as physical illness. We have a hard time accepting that the brain is a physical organ where things can go wrong. We prefer to ignore that fact because mental illness affects people’s behavior and personality. I’m not ashamed to talk about my condition because I view it as a medical diagnosis like anything else.” 

Rien à ajouter.








On Sep 13, 1944, a princess from India lay dead at Dachau concentration camp. She had been tortured by the Nazis, then shot in the head. Her name was Noor Inayat Khan. The Germans knew her only as Nora Baker, a British spy who had gone into occupied France using the code name Madeline. She carried her transmitter from safe house to safe house with the Gestapo trailing her, providing communications for her Resistance unit.

Oh my God, yes. Let’s talk about Noor Inayat Khan.

  • Wireless operators in France had a life expectancy of six weeks. Noor was actively transmitting for over three times as long.
  • While she was in France, every other wireless operator in her network was slowly picked off until she was the last radio link between London and Paris. It was “the most dangerous and important post in France”.  
  • She was offered a way back to Britain and refused.
  • In fact, in her transmissions to London, she once said that she was having the time of her life, and thanked them for giving her the opportunity to do this.
  • She was captured by the Gestapo, but never gave up: she made three attempt escapes. One involved asking to take a bath, insisting on being allowed to close the door to preserve her modesty, and then clambering onto the roof of the Gestapo HQ in Paris.
  • Her last word before being shot was, “Liberté!”

The term BAMF was coined for such persons. 

Her entire life, and her mother’s life as well, are FASCINATING. A Royal, Muslim, Anglo-Indian woman in WWII… Could we have a sweeping FACTUAL movie please. Like now?

Yet another story I would like to read.

You guys! There IS A MOVIE!

Enemy of the Reich: The Noor Inayat Khan Story

Wow neat


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