I can relate. My family of origin thought I was being lazy. My sister kept saying to my grandma “Why doesn’t she get a job?” I slept a lot from the medications, too and they kept saying “Why is she sleeping?” Before I got sick I had a strong work ethic so going on disability really hurt my self esteem and it hurt like crazy having my loved ones assume the worst about me instead of validating that I am surviving a very serious illness. Even when I do work, they put me down, so I often wonder, based on years of being abused, if maybe I develeped Schizophrenia in reaction to being hurt so much. Someone said I had a predisposition for the disease and my life circumstances made it manifest itself. Who knows?