I have a girlfriend who is diagnosed schizophrenic. She and I have been friends for decades. When I was working on my second book she said to me, “I wish I could be a writer so I could keep myself entertained.”
I laughed and said, “What are you talking about? You have voices talking to you all the time. That ought to keep you entertained plenty.”
A fit of giggles erupted from the both of us.
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