I sometimes wish my parents were supportive about some of my personal decisions. For example, I want to go to support groups. But they said I was trapping myself in a “disability mindset” and said disabled people have a “bad attitude” because they grew up persecuted. I want to see more people with disabilities like myself and talk to them, but that is probably impossible at this point in time. I am afraid that they’re going to pray over me and think of this as a religious ailment because they’ve done that before. I know that my dad is very concerned about my physical wellbeing, but he knows absolutely nothing about my psychosis, nor he will intervene to help me with that. Unfortunately, my brother is kind of left in the air on how I am doing with mental health because he believes I have depression. So it’s like…I don’t even know what to do with my family regarding this.
I don’t really expect much from my parents. They have enough on their shoulders and I don’t want to add more burden by talking about my disabilities. They’re already working for long hours and constantly doing stuff around the house. No more suffering for them- mine is enough.