Like a wife or family and friends I could rely on or who would help me. I’ve got a fair weather family snd when the chips are down, they’re not exactly helpful.
It’s a big reason why I take my meds to be honest. Knowing I ain’t got nobody.
Like a wife or family and friends I could rely on or who would help me. I’ve got a fair weather family snd when the chips are down, they’re not exactly helpful.
It’s a big reason why I take my meds to be honest. Knowing I ain’t got nobody.
I wish I had the same … some friends would be nice.
The only real support that I have is my partner and my dad when he isn’t drinking.
I am sorry @everhopeful I only have a few close friends that I talk to regularly. Most of them are people I met while I was in the military. Before I got sick. And one is a childhood friend I went to school with.
I hope you’re ok. Try and stay positive. Take care
I wish I did, too. My aunt just makes wildly inappropriate comments like “We only give that medication to the violent patients!” Like, thank you, that REALLY helps.
Before I had my husband, I was definitely in the same boat. My mother tried from time to time but she was really bad at it.
I was talking to her one day about her former husband telling me not to talk in public because I sounded like a retard and he didn’t want people thinking he had a retarded kid - I had a significant speech impediment due to my cleft lip and palate.
She looks at me with a very serious expression and says “well, if it makes you feel any better, I wasn’t allowed to talk in public when I was a kid, either because children were supposed to be seen and not heard.”
No Mom, that doesn’t make me feel any better.
Still, I think this website is a pretty good asset. I talk to my husband way too much and while he’d never say so, I feel sure that I need to communicate with others. It seems like people are mostly very supportive here.
I have one close friend and my kids. That’s it. I am grateful for it. My dad, whom I live with, will get angry and snap at me if I do or say anything that may look or seem MI. He has a low tolerance and is ignorant enough to think you can abuse it away. My mother has been dead for 25 years.
I don’t have much of a support group either.
I’m sorry that you don’t have a support network!
I went through a period in my life where I had no friends, lived with my grandparents and toxic uncles and some cousins, and barely survived my psychosis. It was always brought up that I had “no support network” at my pdoc’s office. Those were dark times. I somehow came out of it thanks to medication and stubbornness and my mother’s stash of hope for me. Even though we didn’t get along, she would take me to hospital when things got too messy, she’d ask if I was still taking my pills. Her boyfriend hates me and always kicked me out of her house, so I never thought of her as a “stable place”, but she did what she could.
I can only say that maybe things will change in time. Maybe stabilizing on meds will make you more social, maybe you’ll make some friends, maybe you’ll reconnect with distant family members who act differently than the unsupportive family you have now.
I know that I never thought I’d be social. I thought I would die friendless, but then things changed. I got into an outpatient day program that required me to socialize. After that, I learned how to make small talk with people in college, which led to friendships that have lasted for several years or longer.
Lastly, I got in touch with distant cousins at funerals (a sad place to reconnect) and now we hang out monthly and keep in touch often through facebook! They have built a sturdy support network. I am grateful that my cousins and one friend in particular are very open to my experiences as a 5250. They have made it possible for me to be honest about my past, when I cannot be honest about my past with anybody else. Back in 2011, I never would have thought I’d have cousins as close friends, but I do now and they’re important to me!
Never give up hope that you’ll meet people in real life who care about you and will provide a shoulder to lean on in hard times!
Best wishes!
everhopeful, I can’t imagine living without my family’s support. so you’re very strong.
Sorry, @everhopeful. I have people in my life, but honestly there isn’t anyone I can really talk to about my sz, or even just about how I’m feeling about life, etc.
It’s hard for my husband to relate (and by hard I mean impossible) And I simply don’t have close enough friends to confide in meaningfully. I have acquaintances at work who are not at all supportive in a personal way.
My son is the closest because I know he truly understands, but I don’t like to burden him when he already has so much to think about.
Anyway, I think loneliness is very common. This forum is my best friend sometimes.
I’m the same way. Almost all of my family has died off: my father, my mother, my son, and my one brother. I only have that one supportive brother left. But, he lives far away. I have a sister near, but, she’s not supportive. I have no friends except one who is very demanding of me. I don’t really consider her a true friend. My former “best” friend has abandoned me, yet again. I have a cool piano teacher. But, I call him “sir”. So, it is a formal relationship. I have a nurse that comes to my apartment every two weeks. But, she just gives me my AP shot and leaves. I am truly all alone.
But, don’t get me wrong. I am not complaining. I am not lonely in the least. I have God to keep me company at all times. And I have lots, and lots to do to keep me occupied around the clock. I stay very busy all of the time with interesting things to do. I am never bored or lonely. I am very content and happy.
My family can be supportive but sometimes I wish that I had a wife and family of my own.
I see how happy my brother is with his wife and son and it makes me feel a bit envious.
I’m really happy for him though, he deserves it.
Such a lovely family.
Sometimes I feel the same way.
But my family is abusive and distant. I think about trying to bring them closer and if I’m being realistic I have to acknowledge that it will only end in me getting hurt in the process.
I do wish my stepdad was involved in my life, but I think he got scared off during my first psychotic break many years ago. He has three other kids and spends a great deal of time and money on them. I’m glad he’s happy and I try not to be resentful or jealous.
I have no friends. I don’t really know how to make friends, and the ones I had have drifted away. I have a couple of online communities I spend time in. Not really “friends” but acquaintances.
I have B and my kids, and while that seems like “not enough” most of the time, it does give me some purpose, and lots of love.
Love is a choice… friendship is a choice. You can build a support network. I could, if I tried, if I really wanted to. I hope good friends are drawn to you soon. <3