It is frightening to admit that I suffered from anosognosia so badly at one point that I fully believed my delusion. I didn't realize that I was sick. I kept flushing my medications down the toilet, upon the command of my voices. I could not see how badly I needed to take my medications. I had no insight into my illness. I am blessed to be in a much better place today. I am well-medicated. I am lucid. I am high-functioning. I still wrestle with this side-effect of my schizoaffective disorder, occassionally. I will probably always wrestle with believing my delusion on stressful days of voice-hearing.
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