Genetics…
that put the light switch in my head
then drugs…
that turned it on.
Genetics…
that put the light switch in my head
then drugs…
that turned it on.
Since my childhood I knew I may have a gene causing the illness because several members of my family have sz, I tried to live the stress-free life in order to avoid the illness, but it did come any way, first little words such as ‘You are the devil’ and later much more, I just need to live with the illness.
I have kinda the same thing but we know where one of them is ,he:sin a hospital for the rest of his life and the other one is living in Seattle wa
I think that its genetic first off but things can trigger it.
I think it is in the.biological make up. My body and my mind are not as strong as my siblings. My parents are getting old when they give birth to me. I also think there is a relation to my upbringing. I have some siblings who are much older than i am. My mom often give me to their hands and they hate taking care of me. They often give me a hard time. I think that is a lot of psychological abuse.
I was born with my illness, I had delusions since I was a kid.
But … Mescaline (Acid?) triggered me into having the illness full blown.
Yeah I guess that’s rough man , I hope doing good now.
Mescaline? Man I tried that stuff only once,never again, I did lotsa acid , me and my friends would take 5-6 hits and ride the city bus,in Anchorage AK. during the winter they’d keep the interior lights on and it reflects off the snow for some great visuals.
That stuff can seriously screw your brain.
They gave it to me man.
Got somethin to do with the greys. There was that ufo to. And the shadow people. Some witch showed up and made me have a visual to. And that faerie pan came to. Some ghost appeared even though im not really sure what that even is. And then there was that being made of light who whispered “sssshhhhhh” in me left ear
They shocked me to, they burned me once, and even bent my spine backward to. The nde was pretty wild to, evil beings moaning as i floated off of my bed toward them, pretty crazy ■■■■.
So many external things have happened. Thats why i say they gave it to me, because they gave it to me.
You can do alot of messed up ■■■■ with the brain man, bad bad ■■■■. So so obvious im being messed with. Dudes are going to kill me probably.
Im a torture and murder victim. You know, “schizophrenia”.
i suppose it’s genetics and environment. My dad, aunt and a cousin all have a form of schizophrenia. i believe environment because i was physically and emotionally abused by my brother and sexually assaulted by a friend of my dad’s. my parents believe my partner is to blame for my illness. They think she is mentally abusing me.
Because I have a hard time believing that I’m living through this hell for no purpose. Having a reason this happened keeps me somewhat grounded in the fact that if I don’t have this belief what is keeping me from following the voices that say to kill myself? It’s just a personal belief, It’s not the stress of finding the answer that bother’s me really. It gives me some peace knowing that deep down in this crazy world I matter in some way. I may not know what that way is yet, and right now searching for the reason is giving me something to do to fill the void.
Because of the voices and the poor concentration I can’t work, and it makes me feel worthless inside, so if I believe that I have some greater purpose it tends to help push out that depression…maybe not at first but eventually. Having to figure out what my purpose in life is gives me a purpose to be here, otherwise I have nothing.
Good job! Good luck with quitting smoking
For me, it was just so, so much sexual abuse. When the abuse stopped, I got better for a few years, then I was assaulted and it started all over again. Genetics probably also played a role. Almost all of my siblings have it too. Both of my parents were totally fine though, so I have no idea where it came from that suddenly three people in a row all pop up with it.
Well, I got diagnosed at age 24. Now I know I’ve been suffering since I was 21 or 22. I never did drugs or alcohol. I used to smoke tobacco excessively (a bad habit I gained during the stress of college life), but I’ve stopped now at age 29.
I don’t know what’s the reason behind my illness. I never did drugs or alcohol. Even with caffeine (resembled in coffee, tea, coca cola, or weight loss supplements), the daily dosage didn’t exceed the normal daily dosage for a human which is 300 to 400 mg. So I don’t know why I got this.
“They” gave it to me. I’would like them to take it back. If only I could figure out who they are I would be winning.
Stress, general anxieties, and not taking medications on time. I’m the loon in the family; been in the nut hut at least 4 times I can remember…
I’m no scientist, but it seems likely my illness sprouted because of my mom’s death when I was 11. Within 12 months of her death, I was brought to the hospital. The fact that I was diagnosed at such an atypical time in life (not late-teens/early-20s) helps bring me and my doctors to this conclusion.
Doesn’t sound like it’s giving you any peace.
Think about this for a minute.
You are worth something, and you do matter in this world, no matter what.
You have value.
Ask yourself why you believe only your “work” gives you value?
It don’t,
and it wont.
It is just something to do to get money to barter for things you need or want in life.
Money don’t transfer value to the owner.
I know you like to write,
but if I had to bet my life on something I wrote- especially if it were for others to critic,
that this would allow them to be the judge on if I had enough vale to be alive…
I sure as heck know that I would NEVER be able to get one sentence out on paper…
I have no freakin idea. I had it before the drugs, and nobody in my family had it. So I don’t really know why I have it. Hope they figure out why, from there it’s just a small step for a cure.
I rubbed a magic lamp and a genie gave me three wishes. One of them was for The Who’s album, Quadrophenia, but I sneezed while making my wish and mispronounced it. Totally bad timing on that one.
Pixel.