Finding agency amid the threat of Parkinson’s disease psychosis

Finding agency amid the threat of Parkinson’s disease psychosis

There’s a particular kind of fear that creeps in when living with Parkinson’s disease. It’s not the shaking or the stiffness that haunts me the most; it’s the quiet dread that my own mind might one day turn against me. Not in some dramatic, movie-style way, but in the subtle shifting of perception, when I’m no longer quite sure what is real. When the boundary between what’s out there and what’s inside begins to blur. I’m talking about the psycho…