It is frustrating to have to suffer so much, and to take medication with side effects. I donāt like that I have to have ECT, which scares me to death, because medication isnāt enough. But on the flip side, thank god there is treatment for sz, and I donāt live in a time period where people with mental illnesses were tortured because they were thought to be possessed. When I was really struggling with anxiety, I asked god why must I suffer. God asked me what good had come from having sz? I thought about it and realized it is because of my suffering that I can be so thankful for what is good in my life. There are things that I am grateful for everyday that before I would not have appreciated. So yes I am angry, but just think of how much karma we are working off.
No I am not angry, but at times, especcially when I am feeling down, I start feeling sorry for myself, but I may feel like this for a short time, it doesnāt last long and I brush myself off and keep moving forward. Yes at times I feel sad or sorry for myself
you could say i went through the stages of grief which included anger. I was angry for getting sza, at my parents, at the world for a time. then it passed.
No I am not angry at getting sz, I accept it and see it as a blessing in disguise (sometimes). But I hate how my family suffers because of me, that makes me sad and feeling guilty. The way my husband feels when I hear voices and lie curled up on the floor crying, it was only yesterday and he found me after the voices attacked, and how sad he was, trying to cheer me up, which made me feel guilty for being a burden, but also grateful to him for his kindness.
i regret all the stuff that i put my family through, my mum and dad and my dad inparticular , i kind of messed things up for him and myself, if i was ok i may have been successful working in a family business but i ended up not coping, i got into a lot of trouble and my dad ended up on the receiving end and it wasnāt nice, my dad was there for me tho when i needed him the most and i will never forget that.
I do admit, Iāve been working pretty hard on getting over the guilt of what Iāve done to my family.
Iām not angry about how life played outā¦ but I used to really beat myself up about this. Itās taken me a lot of therapy to get over this guilt. Little by little, it lets go.
Schizophrenia made me angry, but only before I was diagnosed- the symptoms made me irate at first, then when I was diagnosed, I got rather down and gloomy, slightly depressed. Then I got full demon mode again and drank even more every night to calm down and get some relief from the voices and delusions. Then I quit booze and got on Geodon and things really changed. When I got on Xanax and Propanolol as well, things changed quite dramatically. Now I am sitting here in the middle of the summer, its been almost a year on my three meds, and my life is more stable- I workout in the afternoons when my morning dose of xanax has worn off, I drink caffeine and weightlifting supplements to stay alert, but I know how to measure out stimulants and activity to where I sleep well every night. I do very well in school and take the summers off to rest and try to quit smoking- this is my third time getting away from cigarettes, I got down to one a day when I was 19, then relapsed, I used a vapor cigarette last summer when I was 20, then relapsed, now I am on nicarette at 21 years old. Until Sunday I had been smoking since I was 18.
No, I canāt say I am angry about it anymore- it just makes me live a certain lifestyle that is actually quite healthy- I sleep well, I avoid alcohol, occasionally I will have a drink or two, I absolutely dont do drugs, and I put exercise above everything except school and human relationships. I have kept a full ride to college, which I pat myself on the back for, I know tons of kids who dropped right out.
Anger is a phase in recovery in my opinion. Just from what I have experienced.
@Resilient1 and @SurprisedJ, I also have a lot of guilt over things Iāve done in the past, particularly how my actions affected my family. Iāve still got a pretty bad reputation in my town, a well deserved one.
I struggle to deal with this guilt. I console myself with the thought that my illness was out of control but it doesnāt really help. Itās hard to separate myself from my illness so even when I know that I was psychotic I still have the feeling that it was me.
I was talking to my former peer specialist about this the other day. I really want one thing in life, I want people, when Iām dead and gone, to say "he was a good guy, who tried to do good in this worldā. Iāve been working towards that, though I feel I have a long way to go to accomplish it.