Today, in Tesco, a young girl gave me a big smile and showed me a new toy her parents had bought her as she walked past me. So I smiled back at her and it gave me a warm feeling. That little girl smiling at me made my day and I reckon I wouldn't have remembered her smiling at me a few weeks ago. I would have only remembered the little ones who stared at me. But I remembered the big smile and it's amazing how little things can really make your day!
On a less positive note, I was at the hospital today. Not for psychiatric reasons for once, but because I've not been well for about 18 months. The doctor took me seriously... until I told him my diagnosis. As soon as I said schizophrenia, the look on his face just made me realise how I'm probably never going to be taken seriously in the medical profession ever again. But he at least referred me for endoscopy, but I believe he was just doing that to cover himself in case something was wrong and I was (SHOCK HORROR!!!) a schizophrenic being truthful!! I'll admit, I have lied to doctors before, once to get out of hospital (and soon after I was out, I confessed) and other times when the dominant voice blackmailed me to lie to them. But I'm painfully honest at times and the rest of the time just completely honest. So I don't like the implication that I'm a liar.
But I have to go now. I told my Mum I would do something and I'm going to do it. Not because I have to, but because I don't like going back on promises as I feel that's akin to lying. So I'm off.