lørdag 16. juli 2016

The Mental Game

All my life i have lived by the sense in me to seize the day.
Every moment of truth was reviled to me as a treasure from God.
I got the sense of a higher power than myself as a child of playing in the nature.
I have never played games until i learned that people play mental games in 2012.
I got a hospitalization where i got isolated for several months and i started to play role plays to the health care workers to make a statement that i was in this world for love and saving people.
I really can't understand the destruction of me or other humans in the psychiatric units.
The game people play makes winners and losers.
The patients is always the loser in a unit where mental games and tricks are being played.
It is not nursing.
It is not a doctors oath.
It is not the field of an assistant.
Caring is for the honest people believing in that humans can heal.
Is it not therefore you take a study as a health care worker ?
To save and protect life during all stages of a humans life ?
I wonder a lot ( Buster is coming out of his hiding place behind the coach and looks at me now )
...
People do understand kindness and to have been filled with resources and they are being covered up with medication that really dont help.
Have you ever asked yourself why so many patients refuses medication ?
They know their body and sometimes need help to understand life.
To hold a person in a unit for three years without telling the person about what is going on in the outside will create a diagnose.
My diagnose is created by health care workers and doctors.
I still live.
Slowly.
Not with stamina and the sense of well being. 
I have not felt that in years.
I miss the reviling sense of freshness in the shower, i have not felt that in years. Because it is taking a lot of will power to move and nurse the body.
How come they have destroyed a capable nurse ?
With ideas that can change health care to the easier, better and more proffesjonalisty.
It is a sad story.
About people playing games.
And people who dont know the meaning of life.
In there faith in what is to be the best
they play.
Trick you mentally in you're most vounerable.
To heal from mental crisis you need caring people that understands the nerve system and the effect medication has.
You can never guess what a human think.
I have been treated by people thinking they are mind readers and written in my journal about what they think i have been thinking.
I am in contact with myself now, because of the kitten Buster 
and the horses.
Life heals from mental game and picture manipulation by changing the scene in life.
And by not playing mental games to get others to loose...
it is not kind 
it is not love.
How do you think a child will live if their family trick them mentally and plays games with them ?
It destroys them.
But some children react with strength and learn to not play.
But to visualize.
To see the future of what is to be for themselves and the world by never letting go in prayers and God.
To know the difference between right and wrong and to live a fulfilled happy life and make good friends.
What happenes if you win the first prize and nobody wants you to have it ?
Because it is social high goals and money.
( Buster tells me to let go )
Well...
they start to play games.
It is like poker.
But i waited in patience to find friends that dont play games
but is honest and want you to live.
It takes only one such good friend.
I have that now.
We dont play games,
but give each other strength with the love from God.
Even if we can't fint heaven... i walk through hell with you.

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