Schizoid Affective Disorder

What is Schizoid Affective Disorder?  Schizoid Affective Disorder is a mental illness that is caused by a chemical imbalance inside of the brain just like Bipolar Disorder.  The symptoms of Schizoid Affective Disorder are mania, depressive symptoms, thinking that you are being controlled by someone or something, disorganized thinking and finally delusions.  I was first diagnosed with Schizoid Affective Disorder on Tuesday July 15, 1997 in Charlotte NC.  I remember taking Prednisone for a skin problem one month earlier.  I remember traveling to Charlotte NC on Sunday June 15, 1997.  I stayed at a hotel on South Tryon Street called the Ashcot Inn it was exactly one block from the Uptown Cabaret Night Club.  I do remember the temperature was 96 degrees outside in Charlotte NC.  I remember catching the cab to the hotel.  I ate a pizza and other junk food all day long.



Next, I stayed at another hotel on Monday June 16, 1997.  The hotel was called The Roadway Inn on West Trade Street.  I spent another night at the hotel and on Tuesday June 17, 1997, I walked to the Uptown Shelter and I stayed there for a total of 8 months.  The first few weeks, I slept on the floor until I was scheduled to get a bed on June 30, 1997.  I had to get up at 5:00am in the morning every single day for 8 months.  I had to walk a total of 9 miles to the Chemical Dependency Center located on Billingsley Road in Charlotte NC.  I remember being in the hospital for a total of 5 weeks.  I remember going to an Agency called the Access Project.  This agency helped me to get on Social Security.  I stayed with Access Project for 8 years.  My AA Sponsor name was Billy Godwin.  He was my Sponsor for a total of 15 years.  He was a Chemical Dependency Counselor for over 40 years.  I had a lot of fun down there by going to UNC- Charlotte for three years.  During the years, I was living at an apartment complex called Charlottetown Terrace Apartments located on Baxter Street in Charlotte NC.  I stayed there for almost three years.  I remember publishing my first book called The Best of Anthony Hopkins.  However I ran into a snag by dealing with two women at the same time.  I had to go back to Dayton, Ohio for an extended period of time.  I stayed with my sister for a few months.  I came back to Charlotte NC for a total of 10 years.  



Further, I came back to Charlotte NC for 10 years.  I remember working at UNC-Charlotte for a total of 8 years.  I lost my job because I was looking at porn online on my work computer.  Prior to that, I was working at UPS for a total of 4 months.  I remember my first paycheck someone stole it.  It took me at least one month just to get paid from the job.  I also worked at temporary Job services for a total of 8 months.  When I got the job at the library in Charlotte NC, I was happy for a total of 8 years.  Afterwards, I lost my job and I became homeless again.  This was also a time when I got scammed by some Africans and they swindled me out of $18,000 dollars in Western Union Funds.  I was also a victim of a pyramid scheme.  I worked so hard just to lose the money as soon as I got it.

Finally, I have been here in Dayton, Ohio for a total of 14 years now.  I published two more books called Essays and My Grace is Sufficient for Me.  The people who published my books is Authorhouse Publications in Bloomington Indiana.  My book is not selling right now.  I live in my apartment building called Wentworth Hi Rise Apartments located on Wentworth Avenue in Dayton, Ohio.  I have been living here for 13 years now.  I have been clean and sober for 33 years now.  I had to get honest and truthful with everyone about my personal recovery.  I have been Court Ordered to take medicine and attending my doctor's appointments each month.  I have been Court Ordered again to therapy and taking 38 pills per day for a lot of physical and mental ailments.  Recently I lost one of my Uncle's last year.  Uncle Johnnie Funeral was yesterday.  If I would have went to the funeral, I would have been fighting my own family members.  I found out that my father is a Caucasian male.  Therefore I am a Biracial Person.  The truth is I never knew my own father.  I was a product of infidelity.  My mother died with her secrets as well as my sister and grandmother.  I have been hearing voices for a total of 15 years now.  It hurts me to have a mental illness right now.  I also suffer from Alzheimer's and Schizophrenia as well as Andropause which is the male version of menopause.  I have been taking medication for a mental illness for almost 30 years now.  This is the reason why I am in need of prayers from everyone right now.  Thank you for reading my essay.