Schizoaffective Disorder
Hello. My name is Mitchell Marks. I am 56 years old. I am a born again Christian. I suffer from schizoaffective disorder. That’s what they say. The doctor’s are usually right - or are they? I lost my wife to breast cancer in 2007. Ever since then, I have been into and out of hospital psych wards and ALFs. Now I live in a halfway house.
I haven’t been able to prosper in my finances. My illness holds me down. I take medication by the doctor. I am usually upbeat, but lose track of time frequently. I hear the voices of my dead father. He used to beat me when I was little. I have problems keeping myself well. I don’t sleep well. I eat well and I am quite heavy. I have times when I don’t want to live. That’s when I have to go to the hospital. That hasn’t happened since February, 2016.
I am now treading on eggshells. I don’t live my life with great happiness. I am on a fixed income. I just renewed my enrolled agent’s license. I am practicing before the IRS, but I don’t have many clients. I have tried to keep my illness to myself. Woe - I miss my wife. That’s a misstep!
Well, I am on medication. I take bedtime and morning meds on a regular basis. I have to keep up with Walgreens concerning my meds. Plus, I see a psychiatrist and a therapist (two of each). I keep control of my appointments.
That’s my life. Schizoaffective disorder - that’s what they say - I’m not sure. I know I’ve got to live with this illness for life. I can’t hold down a job, and my business may be bound for failure. Non-profit organizations are parents to me. Clinicians are my brothers and sisters. Daily meetings are the grind.
That’s all - God Bless anyone who is reading this testimony.