I remember the first time I heard the word hoagie. I was kind of taken aback, I couldn’t believe people called it something else. Then I heard the word submarine, and it still struck me as odd there was another word for that. And don’t even get me started on grinder, where I’m from, we call um’ Heroes.
When, I think about it for a while, I can see how those other words make sense, each in their own way, but it’s still interesting, how different groups of people, confronted with the same perception, a type of sandwich, formulate their own descriptions and associations to describe it, such that if you heard someone talk about one, and you weren’t from that part of the country, you might not have a clue what they were talking about.
Now, this is just with a sandwich, and it still has the capacity to cause communication issues.
So even with perceptions we generally hold in common, our thoughts, impressions, associations, can diverge and create confusion.
But in schizophrenia, we’re usually talking about perceptions we don’t hold in common, so not only does the communication difficulty becomes even greater, but so do the chances of confusion.
This makes schizophrenia, in a strange way, highly relatable to the challenges faced by anyone encountering new and complex experiences alone. And how people think about and relate those experiences to the rest of the world.