What is mental illness?

 Most of us have lived among people we might consider mentally ill. Is there really such a thing? Maybe one might look at it differently. The problem might be the " Mentally ill are seeing the world differently". Kadizzle knows a couple of people who are color blind. Those people are seeing the world differently. Generally speaking the world does not frighten Kadizzle. However, it is apparent a lot of people live in a world of constant fear. Strangers bother some people, and not others. Black people and minorities appear differently to different people. The more you think about it the more you realize everyone is living in their own world. Look at the Trumpers, they live in their own world with a system of belief hard to comprehend. How do you detect reality? 

Kadizzle went into the post office the other day and saw a man with a Trump hat. The devil took hold of Kadizzle and he asked the man if thought Trump should be in jail. Of course the game was on and the Trumper started to brag about what Trump did. Statistics show Trump massively increased the deficit, but this Trump claimed that Trump reduced it. Kadizzle suggested we look up government date. Immediately the Trumpers said we could not trust government data, and Kadizzle needed to put his "smart phone" away. From a practical standpoint the only source of information that would work for the Trumper was information he agreed with. He lived in a universe that worked differently. 

What brings on this discourse on mental illness? Yesterday Kadizzle became involved in installing a large tv over the fireplace. Kadizzle needed someone to help him lift the tv into place. Winky was down at the lake. Kadizzle set off on his bike to look for a breathing human that could help. In another culdesac he saw some workmen. One young healthy guy was standing around doing nothing. Kadizzle thought he might be the ideal helper. Kadizzle asked the young guy if he could spare ten minutes and help lift the tv into place. Apparently the young man was an immigrant and spoke English poorly. The young man indicated he would have to ask his boss.  Kadizzle spoke to his boss and explained he would pay the guy for the little help. The boss explained they were measuring something and they would be done in about fifteen minutes. Perhaps then they could help. Kadizzle said fine, and waiting was no problem. 

This is where Mrs Mental illness comes in. Kadizzle from the first meeting had a sense this woman's bolts were loose. The woman became very irate that Kadizzle had asked for help. She made some rude comments and then told Kadizzle he needed to leave. Kadizzle apologize for the interruption. Kadizzle was of the opinion the woman had nothing to do with the project the men were working on. She lived in the house next to the one they were measuring. Kadizzle did not know what to make of here sudden burst of insanity. At first Kadizzle wanted to react in a nasty fashion to repay the woman in kind. Thinking about it he realized she seemed to have some mental disorder. Kadizzle gave her the benefit of the doubt. 

To complete the mission Kadizzle left the area and waited at the top of the hill for the men measuring to leave. His plan was to intercept the men and then they could help with the tv project. As the men got into their truck to leave, Mrs Mental apparently went over to them and instructed them not to help Kadizzle. When they met Kadizzle they had a fabricated story that the help they offered to provide could not be accommodated because all of a sudden they had another appointment. 

The Kadizzles had considered buying a lot in the cul de sac with the mental problem.  Thank ya Jesus we did not. Mrs Mental has already been nasty to other people living nearby. On the good news side the Kadizzle have two good neighbors and have enjoyed their company. 

Good neighbors are a blessing. In our old world we had the best neighbors. It was great to help each other, and get along. It all comes back to how you see the world. Do you see everyone as a threat, a potential problem, or do you see each person as a new opportunity to make a friend?