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Through the Eyes of a Scizophrenic
Through the Eyes of a Scizophrenic
Through the Eyes of a Scizophrenic
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interlectual challenges ranging from the age one started to talk a constant challenge of sibling rivalry jelousy envy passion enfactuation leaving a great deal to admire aspire to especially when someone close to you or someone you truly love needs that shoulder to lean on for everyone hurts we all feel pain the sun shines the rain falls with no belief with no hope then life will seem like a total joke if you have a quest for knowledge like to hear the truth sick of lies allegations frustrations visitors of a third kind bedazzling you causing you to wonder why you to now suffer in silence look through my eyes through the eyes of a scizophrenic i can hear your thoughts i know where you are you cant hide no matter how far you run away to no matter how deep you swim or how high you fly ill get you this is not a threat its going to happen.
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Release dateAug 13, 2013
ISBN9781491800072
Through the Eyes of a Scizophrenic
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Fatta Ranks

I am Rather A distinguished sort of chappy stemming from a liquirish allsorts heinz 57 variety dad love him mom love her had a very intense education ranging from nursery primary secondary private high school grant maintained school college under achieved regarding two caribbean o-levels in accounts and english later went on to achieve art drama maths ocr word processing clait bookkeeping basic food&hygiene apart from life experience as aself employed farmer crops also a little animal husbandry at the tender age of seventeen unfortunately i had been involved in street fights i had a motorcycle accident no helmet the hits to my head caused psycological damage hence the label they gave me although the correct diagnosis is now bi-polar disorder/manic depression although personally as they say no one knows your body better than ones self i would say its a eating and sleeping disorder i tasted the caribbean for a year at 13 yrs old returned to jamaica at 14 and a half yrs old came back to my land the uk when i was 18 god bless the queen i guess im educated also street wise a perfect combination for being an author mom dad mr and mrs hughes my grandparents the whytes family all the support from my friends all around birmingham big men cry too wesley debbie and sadie baby my favourite big bro loves ya austin uncle mark dad youll never handle the foot speed and hand speed thanks for being in my corner and combined thats why im the man today you will all expect me to be tommorow family feuds sibling rivalry all differences put aside thiers whiskey in the jar when we were sweet when we were sweet sixteen ill never be half the man you both were luther whyte and morgan hughes dedicated to my world and my everything my mom herma leonie hughes

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    Through the Eyes of a Scizophrenic - Fatta Ranks

    2013 by Fatta Ranks. All rights reserved.

    No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted by any means without the written permission of the author.

    Published by AuthorHouse 07/17/2013

    ISBN: 978-1-4918-0006-5 (sc)

    ISBN: 978-1-4918-0007-2 (e)

    Any people depicted in stock imagery provided by Thinkstock are models, and such images are being used for illustrative purposes only.

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    Because of the dynamic nature of the Internet, any web addresses or links contained in this book may have changed since publication and may no longer be valid. The views expressed in this work are solely those of the author and do not necessarily reflect the views of the publisher, and the publisher hereby disclaims any responsibility for them.

    CONTENTS

    Chapter 1

    Chapter 2

    Chapter 3

    Chapter 4

    Chapter 5

    Chapter 6

    I dedicate this book to all of my family and friends who have all been a great back support for me through my years of various obstacles and struggles. Fatta Ranks, still surviving and will never give up the struggle until the struggle gives up on me. I’d also like to thank all the mental health and physical health doctors nurses everyone that’s helped see me through this thanks loves I’ve liked and loves I’ve lost keep your chin up and the other one

    CHAPTER 1

    Some memories.

    I realise now that I’ve been dead for 7 going on 8 years. I died at the age of 17, I found I had a psychosis problem commonly known as schizophrenia. This has also given me schizophrenic breakdowns which lead up to me becoming diagnosed as schizophrenic. In my case I hope this doesn’t mean that I am a compulsive liar as all of what I have said and all of what i will ever say may be untrue.

    I am one of the very few living dead zombies walking the planet and I know I’m dead as I felt I always have had a certain non-existence in my life. Especially when i died at 17 in fact I’ve done nothing and will do nothing until my final death wish has been granted. There is a part of the therapeutic healing process of which I need to comply which is bringing me to write down my thoughts from time to time.

    I feel like a fool and now I have every reason to act like one I suppose. It’s a good thing that I didn’t harm anybody or myself, (I died metaphorically). In the events leading up to my death I think it would be relevant to start my story at the tender age of primary school education when I would’ve been around 8 years old.

    I was used to having to tell lies for two boys in school, the funny boy, a rude little boy who didn’t have an academic streak to him and the funny boys friend.

    He always seemed to be head butting things, if it wasn’t a school desk it would be a teacher or an unlucky bus driver on the wrong shift. I would lie for the funny boy because his mother would use her last pennies of her benefit to ensure his dinner money was paid on time. He would spend it on sweets and cigarettes. I lied for the funny boys friend because his parents were strict and they would beat him for being late from school. He was always in detention for breaking the rules and playing with us when he wasn’t allowed.

    Then there

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