My mother was sz. Back in those days there was little understanding. It seemed like she was either off the meds and crazy or on the meds and sane. (She took Mellaril and, later, Trilafon) My family didn’t understand negative symptoms and dismissed her very real side effects. She was a loving, artistic soul who was crushed by this disease.
I think back and realize how unfair we all were to her. Now that I have sz, I wish I could take back so much I did and said… I remember I used to use her condition against her. I was a terrible kid.
She’s been gone 16 years now. I am so scared I will end up like her. It seems almost karmic.
My mom died two years ago. She used to piss me off and sometimes I would say mean things back and it would make her cry. When I think back on those times I feel so terrible about it. Just terrible
I’m sure your mother would forgive you (both). All kids are horrible to their mothers at some point. I live with a lot of regret over the way I have treated my mother in the past. But I’m very luck, my mother is still alive so I compensate for it now.
