My first wife was/is, diagnosed Bi-Polar Schizophrenic. We married in our early 20's. I, in those days before then had never heard of mental illness.
I grew up in a neighborhood where every kid and family knew each other, went to school with the same kids through primary years and secondary school till I was 14. I started Year 1 when I was 4....ahead of my time
. I knew Ian, his Dad died in Viet-Nam...My Dad had to go find his little sister late at night at 14....many stories of hardship..many stories...many ..many.
When did we go from eating brains, tripe and ox tongue, because it was all there was to eat back then when my Dad and Mum grew up...through the depression and war years? My Dad tried hard to get us to eat what he grew up on........BLECHHHH...no way. Potatoes and Onions and Tripe............
Maybe it's just me, maybe I missed something while growing up, maybe I was one of the lucky ones, and so where all my neighborhood friends from those times.
My life went from enjoyment to pain nearly overnight because "experts" believed lies from a crazy person...another story no one will believe.
Where did all of this pain come from in the world, when did we ever get to the place where we think in life everything needs to be perfect with no pain?
I'd love to tell a tale................but we all have our own. Nothing is ever perfect or imperfect. Not all of it can be "fixed" to suit us.
We just need to move on.
I prefer the tale of the 7 Castaways
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What is funny, is humans expect to survive on a planet which has a history of creating extinctions on a regular basis
...you have to see the humour in that...surely