Psycho Jappo
WARNING: this is not a racist post, as the title does not depict the entire general population of Japan. The author has numerous Japanese friends who are all great except for the current endeavor of befriending the woman who lives above my room.
If there is anything I feel sorry about this world is…
NOT about unable to look pretty or handsome,
NOT about having armpit hair,
NOT about difficulty in getting graceful bodyline,
BUT how psychosis is incurable.
Mental illness can be disabling. Being seated in the psychiatry clinic for a good whole year have exposed me to multiple psychiatry disorders that can be introduced and revisited in the Malacca General Hospital. As someone who hails from the realm of chemical solutions to disorders, I truly wish I can find the cure to all illnesses. From the benefits of my medical professional affiliates, I have known the sicks sometimes are misdiagnosed and missed a diagnosis, let alone being given the right intervention. However, the outcome is merely a controlled behaviour after a good 30-minute consultation. Unfortunately, cures are still very limited to outside boundaries beyond psychoses.
As of today, after six weeks being in Greenock house, I have deduced with complete 2-week observations that the other female housemate is having a mild psychoses. Possibly racist delusions, or borderline personality disorder (BPD) or just miserably deppresive. Possibly, as it is stated, not defined because I am not a psychiatrist by profession. There are identified triggers to these attacks. LOL!
Moving on less seriously and ranting…
It is beyond sadness that Japan is hit with tsunami and secondary crisis of being nuked on their own, war is going on in the middle-east, and health inequality is not adequately addressed and yet… This Mizuno’s sister in the house is irked with the most trivial, superficial and irrelevant issues of mankind. In HER world, no, we should not express ourselves ecstatically and excitedly to happy issues because it gives her headaches. In HER world, no, we should not sing at dining table even if everyone has no objections or even singing along when one starts out. In HER world, Koreans are illiterate, Chinese are cheaters, Brits are bastards and Australians are insufficient because they do not dispose off their bottles properly and Japanese are currently run by Jap-impersonators who are actually Koreans, and I am a stupid Chinese even though I am Malaysian for 26years. In HER world, only Chris the down-to-Earth, easygoing housemate have to respond to her immediate summons, otherwise a petrifying encounter is ensued which usually ends up with he being labeled “rude”.
*help, I am bout to get an epilepsy!* Craziest internationalist I have ever met. In fact, the ONE and ONLY internationalist I have met in my entire 26 years of breathing. Truly, why can’t psychoses be cured??? On coming birthday, I wish all psychoses can be cured. Hurrah to a more peaceful mankind if that comes true!