The Terror of Insanity

There is nothing more that can be feared, in my opinion, than for one to lose their mind. Throughout life, through all its burdens and challenges, we are always supposed to have ourselves. That is life’s one promise: one always has their own life, until they do not. No matter what should go on in the physical world, one may always retreat into their own mind.

It is the place where ideas are created, philosophy is pondered upon, and memories are stored. Should that shatter, should that essentail piece of the body become disfunctional in me and I am not dead, then, in my oppinion, I am trapped. This would be the worst kind of torture because one would not know, in most cases, that they have lost their most prized possession.

To be wrongfully looked down upon by others, to have the essence of reality shattered by delusions and horrors, to become impaired in the worst way possible and still cling to this Earth...That is the worst thing that can happen to a person. Of all those people I feel sympathy for, it is the mentally impaired I feel for the most. For they could quickly be neglected by society and can do nothing about it. This terror holds both physical and mental consequences, a hurting of two entire realms of existence.