I think my parents were defensive - they were afraid that they would be blamed. they told everyone that I had breakdowns because i was a drug addict. i’m not a drug addict i’m a schizophrenic. my parents’s closest friends - my aunt and uncle - didn’t know that I was a schizophrenic for nearly twenty years. my parents also told everyone that I was a pathological liar - i’m not - i’m religious. Schizophrenia can be a big burden on a family. My family were (and are) afraid of me, though I haven’t had a breakdown in twenty years, and only one breakdown since 1982. Yet, my family shuns me
A big sweaty side of beef
My immediate family is supportive but my stepfather and step siblings are distant, cold, aloof, hostile. My stepfather especially treats me like i don’t have rights. he would order me around, drilled screws in my window so i couldn’t open it (he thought i was sneaking out after curfew-i’m 33 fyi). he was horrible and i think he resented me for my behavior while i was psychotic. thankfully, i moved out last month and i’ve been very happy.
Some of my cousins know but they think i’m bipolar. they have no issues with it. my stepfamily are intolerant though.
At barbecues I am marinated for two hours and then set on the grill.
No my family are very nice
they care theyre my carers
My parents care about me, although I sometimes get paranoid thoughts that they don’t.
I love them.
They feed me alcohol in a baby bottle and massage my muscles while I lay in a small cage that I can barely move in.
My family definitely supports my struggle with SZ. They have even been there to help me out in extremely rough times. My mother is actually sitting behind me right now, watching cartoons before she goes to bed lol.
tell her I said “how’s it going?”
I like to make new friends through friends
Short answer: both.
I bought myself a twelve pack of pop today and my sister told me if I have any extra money I should buy water for the family. I practically give her all my money as it is. Meanwhile they buy a shitload of beer and pop and pot for themselves and keep it in their room and don’t share any of it. Then they act like they’re broke all the time, and I have to spend whatever little extra I save for myself on water for them. Funny, she also told me she wants me to start going out with friends. With what money? All of my money is yours! My family just has zero consideration for me.
My families treatment while I was stable and in therapy was push me away question my sanity and treat me like a lost cause. Was wondering why I was going backwards 30 years every time I was around them for ages. Estranged from my family now and doing a great deal better.
when I stopped communicating with my parents my depression lessened (after two years). However, I regret that I don’t have a better relationship with my brothers.
big sweaty piece of beef, big beef!
Stinky meat. Stinky stinky meat!