I was diagnosed with paranoid schizophrenia in 1980 at age 19. I was put in my first psyche ward then and after two weeks I was released into a group home.I stayed there a year and I was psychotic for literally every minute of every day that entire time. I went through hell. I had no money, no friends, certainly no girlfriend, no car, no school, no job; nothing. No sanity. I was a loner and I spent months sitting by myself in the backyard fighting to keep what little sanity I had left. It was horrible. I saw no end to my-suffering, no light at the end of the tunnel, I made no improvement, every day was a new type of misery and suffering. But I survived.
Unfortunately that house did not help me in the least and I got kicked out over a misunderstanding. Then my parents put me in a locked psychiatric hospital. More suffering and unbelievable hell. I was put on my first medication. I was heavily drugged and the side effect was that I was slowed down. I was locked up with a hundred other screwed up, suffering people, and I had no friends there ether, I ate three meals a day alone for 8 months. but I survived that too.
Well after 8 months there I got out and moved into a nice group home. Miraculously my symptoms eased up as little in the good environment. I became stable. I can’t encapsulate a 54 year life into one paragraph but eventually I got a job, went back to college, and got a car.I relapsed in 1988 and was hospitalized again and I got addicted to crack. I lost almost everything due to my drug use but I got clean in 1990. I lived in a board & care home from 1990-95 but I moved out in 1996 and have lived independently since.
In the hospital in 1981 my future looked bleak. I didn’t see one. But today, I am about to move into my new housing, I work part time, I take online classes; I need four more classes for my degree, I have a car, and a little money. I realize that not everybody is a lucky as me but I don’t consider myself special, other people recover too and make miraculous recoveries. So don’t give up hope. I came from the depths of severe mental illness and I persevered and I have a life now.You can too. Good luck.
So my advice is take your medication, see a psychiatrist or therapist, DON’T DO DRUGS, co-operate in your own treatment, become aware that the doctors are trying to help you not hurt you, get support from your family if you can, keep an open mind. Be patient, no one recovers overnight, it can take months or years. Join a support group if possible just to be with other people, look into every resource in your area. Be careful of who you chose to hang around with or be careful of where you hang out. The wrong people or places can derail your recovery.
You don’t need to seek out trouble or cause trouble, schizophrenia will give you all the trouble you need and can handle without trying to be slick, or get over on people. You make your own life, you create your own life, even if you have schizophrenia so make your choices wisely. Stay on the straight and narrow. I chose to do drugs and I barely survived. You don’t have to go that route. I did the research for you: drugs are no good.