Title is pretty self explanatory. You can read my rant or just answer the question.
I was looking at my new haircut in the mirror last night and I just thought “Me? I am schizophrenic? This is permanent, its been almost three years now.” I am “as good as it gets” according to my doctors, and I truly do feel normal for the most part except for stressful periods. Remarkably normal. Like I sometimes have to remind myself that finding the right medications was hell and that life before medication was a deeper level of hell.
My doctors say that the rest of my life will be just an effort to forget about psychosis as long as I keep taking my meds and dont let stress overwhelm me. I had a rough few days in school this week, today is my last day for the week, I have big plans this weekend and feel at ease and comfortable with my classes now. But I was vomiting in my mouth and having to swallow it because my meds were in the vomit just the other day. I am hanging out with my schizophrenic friend who goes to my school tonight, I saw him in between classes yesterday and we had similar things to report- rough adjustment period. He was in disbelief that I had quit smoking, as he and I usually sit and talk for hours and each smoke like a pack on weekend nights. I would go out to a party with my friends with my cigarette case full and by like 4am it would have just a few cigarettes left in it.
But life was peachy, I was fine and happy before schizophrenia- save for my childhood trauma, which I had put behind me by the age of 16. Now life is stable aside from school, school is not a stable occupation, but my therapist tells me that that 1. My education is free 2. I am too smart to not go to school and should apply to grad school, he points out that people in my IQ range typically get graduate degrees. I work hard and then take a load off and be lazy between semesters, life is remarkably stable and basically it is a dream come true at moments but there are still moments where it is a waking nightmare, when I get too stressed my symptoms crop up a little bit and I gag and sometimes vomit.
TLDR do you ever feel in disbelief that you have such a rare illness?