The way my life happened, I’m pretty open about my Sz. I have told people I will never see again. I’ll never see them again.
I didn’t have to tell my family, it’s a close family and my Mom told a lot of people in the family when I was 17. Some have stuck by me and been amazing people in my life. Others haven’t been so kind or understanding.
My work got me from an outpatient program so they might not know my exact diagnosis, but they do know I’m not like everyone else. My boss is a very cool man and I ended up telling him. His reaction was… “Oh, I have to admit, I have no idea what that really means.”
I’ve been more cautious lately but that is just because life has been changing and it’s been suggested that I take a step back and don’t always blab it out there.
My girl friend definitely knows. In fact I told her the moment we met. I was hoping to scare her from renting the apartment next door because I wanted to move into it. So I told her she’d be living next to a scary schizophrenic. She didn’t bat an eye and told me her favorite Uncle was SZ and she’s not afraid of me.