
Insomniac
𝔄 𝔲 𝔱 𝔦 𝔰 𝔪
- May 21, 2021
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I don't interact much with my more distant relatives, but whenever I have to travel to visit them, I discover some horrifying thing that happened to my aunts, uncles, cousins. Things that I would have never even fathom (incest, suicide, domestic violence).
The darker my life becomes, the more comfortable people feel opening up to me.
there is this distant aunt of mine who has dementia and is ininsane. growing up, I never really questioned it. I thought she was always like that.
I recently learned that she hasn't always been like this and that when she was young, she was the most beautiful woman and that she was very wise and intelligent. I saw a pictures of her and I was horrified at the thought of such a person ending up like this. Her grandfather also had dementia but because he was old, her parents didn't listen to her when she told them that she was progressively losing her mind just like him. She was very intelligent and apparently realised it very early, when she was a teen. She started showing clear signs of madness at 28 years old. So ever since she was a teen, her parents brushed off her anxiety as her being too "negative" and "too anxious over nothing". she must have felt so alone and so misunderstood.
she once attempted to jump into a water well to drown herself but she was seen and rescued. apparently, having witnessed her grandfather descent into madness, she knew what her fate was and became socially withdrawn and lost in her thoughts. she became deeply spiritual and philosophical. People didn't know why she became so quiet and introverted. some people even say that her madness is her own fault, for having been so withdrawn at some point...
on the pictures of her I was shown, she looked depressed and cynical. I couldn't believe I was actually looking at the young her, there was so much soul, intelligence and awareness in her eyes... and... she was so unbelievably beautiful.
I couldn't have tell she was a beauty when she was young because she is disfigured by all her self inflicted injuries and resulting infections (due to her dementia).
this story deeply affected me.
I can't stop thinking about the pictures and the hopelessness in her eyes.. to think that she had to deal alone with the knowledge that that was going to become fully insane soon.
Perhaps what shoked me the most wasn't her story.
but me. my own ignorance. the horrifying gap between the way I perceived her before hearing about this, before seeing the pictures... and now. The way I perceive her now, after hearing about this.
It's scary how our mind makes us believe we understand reality. It's scary how ignorant we are and how lonely our ignorance can make another person feel.
The darker my life becomes, the more comfortable people feel opening up to me.
there is this distant aunt of mine who has dementia and is ininsane. growing up, I never really questioned it. I thought she was always like that.
I recently learned that she hasn't always been like this and that when she was young, she was the most beautiful woman and that she was very wise and intelligent. I saw a pictures of her and I was horrified at the thought of such a person ending up like this. Her grandfather also had dementia but because he was old, her parents didn't listen to her when she told them that she was progressively losing her mind just like him. She was very intelligent and apparently realised it very early, when she was a teen. She started showing clear signs of madness at 28 years old. So ever since she was a teen, her parents brushed off her anxiety as her being too "negative" and "too anxious over nothing". she must have felt so alone and so misunderstood.
she once attempted to jump into a water well to drown herself but she was seen and rescued. apparently, having witnessed her grandfather descent into madness, she knew what her fate was and became socially withdrawn and lost in her thoughts. she became deeply spiritual and philosophical. People didn't know why she became so quiet and introverted. some people even say that her madness is her own fault, for having been so withdrawn at some point...
on the pictures of her I was shown, she looked depressed and cynical. I couldn't believe I was actually looking at the young her, there was so much soul, intelligence and awareness in her eyes... and... she was so unbelievably beautiful.
I couldn't have tell she was a beauty when she was young because she is disfigured by all her self inflicted injuries and resulting infections (due to her dementia).
this story deeply affected me.
I can't stop thinking about the pictures and the hopelessness in her eyes.. to think that she had to deal alone with the knowledge that that was going to become fully insane soon.
Perhaps what shoked me the most wasn't her story.
but me. my own ignorance. the horrifying gap between the way I perceived her before hearing about this, before seeing the pictures... and now. The way I perceive her now, after hearing about this.
It's scary how our mind makes us believe we understand reality. It's scary how ignorant we are and how lonely our ignorance can make another person feel.
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