The Prayer


Here’s what I wrote in response to Sundays photo πŸ™‚

“Have you seen them?”

“Seen who honey?”

“The men, the men in the van.” She grabs my arm and digs what is left of her bitten down finger nails into my skin. I steer her towards the bed and ease her down gently onto the rough blanket.

“How are you doing Jan?” I ask. She turns towards the window as I prise my arm from her grip. “Has mum been in to see you?”

She remains silent and stares at the window.

“Jan, I miss you.”

She turns, a wry smile forming on her face and pats my leg. For a second, there is a flash in her eyes, a moment of recognition. A glimpse of my beautiful sister, the woman she used to be before this disease took over.

“Have you seen them?”

I don’t need to ask who this time. “I’ll come and see you next week Jan.” I stand and hug her, but she flinches.

I hold back the tears as I walk to the door and turn. She’s staring at the window, lost in her own world.

I make my way to my mothers room with the smell of disinfectant filling my nostrils. I pause at the door and wonder, when will it will be my turn.

There’s a whole debate isn’t there, on whether mental illness is hereditary. Not really sure where this story is going, or even what genre it is lol πŸ˜‰ I think I’d have to do a lot of research into mental illness if I wanted to continue with it. It must be soul destroying to see someone you love end up institutionalised 😦

Sorry, hope I haven’t depressed you all too much lol πŸ˜‰

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22 thoughts on “The Prayer

  1. Oh, that’s super sad. I couldn’t come up with anything for the picture. Too gut wrenching for me. You did well with it.

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    • It is, I know. I have a friend who’s brother suffers from Schizophrenia….awful 😦

      I’m not sure I could write a whole novel that includes someone who was suffering from mental health problems, although I have written about characters who have depression.

      Thanks hon πŸ™‚

      Xx

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  2. Over the years I have seen patients hospitalised for the duration because of mental illness or dementia. Dreadful, but with the right environment some of the symptoms can be controlled and stabilised and the patient has more glimpses of the character they once had.

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  3. Perhaps the most disheartening thing I have seen throughout my career is the way families slowly start separating themselves from their (formerly) loved ones after such afflictions. For every one sister/daughter in this passage, there are a dozen who may call a few times a year and make an annual visit or two.

    That said, mental illness is fascinating if you are able to strip away the “humanity” and avoid getting emotionally attached to specific cases.

    -A.M.

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  4. If you want to explore this further I’m happy to share my experiences with you (I’m no expert but whilst we were still together, my ex was hospitalised twice against his will, once for a period of two months, and just over a year later, for another four months, due to mental health issues). I think you’ve written this really well especially if you don’t have any experience of the issue. For some reason the pat on the leg really rings true.

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  5. As above commenters if you email me I can give you an idea of mental illness too. I was a psychiatric nurse for adolescents and also have mental illness in the family.

    What you wrote here was more from the dementia state or alzheimer’s disease than any true form of mental illness or brain disorder. Good job by the way of dementia. πŸ™‚

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