That’s how it feels to be with #schizophrenia: I hear voices, I see things and people, I feel bugs and things on me, I smell things, all things that aren’t really there, and I think people are trying to kill me. I never realized what a blessing it was to just be able to tell what’s real and what’s not. Thank God for antipsychotics and therapy. #mentalhealth
As Christmas🎄 is approaching and we are all rushing to buy the last (or first) presents, let's not forget about ourselves... This holidays prioritize your wellbeing and remember
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"Dear self: Don't listen to your head. She's an asshole. Love, me" My new necklace from my bf 💗 @wickedwhatnots
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Parties are weird when you're mentally ill. For me, if I'm hosting/working an event, I'm great! I can hang out for hours and have deep conversations and make sure everyone's fed and having a good time.
But if I go to a party, I totally cannot. I can only answer questions because my brain freaks out and forgets how to have normal conversations and I end up ghosting because I get so overwhelmed. Everything feels extremely embarrassing and any time there's attention on me I lose my ability to speak/ask questions even more (and if you've ever met me, you know how weird it is if I'm not talking).
I want to be able to go to other people's parties and have a good time and be somewhat normal but it's just so hard anymore. Maybe I should just start asking the hosts to give me a job to do so that I can possibly function and stay longer, which might work? Who can say.
I'm going to keep trying, though, because I want to let my friends know that I love them, even if I end up being completely strange and unlike myself when I'm there and only last half an hour until I sneak out.
Maybe one day I will regret sharing these ugly, private moments. Because I've always been such a very private person. But who cares? this is my life. Most days. If this post helps someone else then it's worth it, sharing ugly moments. On the positive, he is so much "better" than he was a year ago, two years ago, relatively "better" than he has been for the past 6-8 years when he used to try and go jump in the river behind our house. Or hide. Or try to run away. Thanks to a new med that insurance finally pre-authorized, after ten weeks of free samples. What precipitated this ugly episode (think verbal abuse, not listening, making excuses, and walking on top of pillows and blankets that irritates me, all very mild behavior compared to what it's been in the past) was me wanting to watch the news while I made french toast. Doesn't make a whole lot of sense, but that's what it is. (We got free cable and I haven't watched news on TV in years and years and years). His consequence for treating me poorly is no computer or cartoons for the morning. And I always try to tell him that he has an excellent example of how to treat people in his dad. I say to just try to copy D in everything, how to treat women, how to be patient, how to work hard, how to be honest, nice, respectful, and his life will be good. I ask him if he's ever heard d talk mean to me? Then just more excuses from him. It's my fault for watching the news and then taking away his computer. It's my fault because I don't love him, he says. I remember the adoption social worker eighteen years ago told us "these kids will make themselves unlovable". I don't think that always true, I know it's not, but there are so many dimensions to adoption. Loss. Trauma. Stigmatism. Feelings of unacceptance. Anyway, people may read this and think whoa, calm down, he's just being a normal teenager. And they are right. He's that too. But unless you are raising a child who's been suicidal since the age of 6 (no joke 😞) or has other big challenges in life, please don't judge. I wish there was more support for high needs families. #justsharing#depression#adhd#schizophrenia#adoption
1. Talk to yourself the way you would a loved one.
2. Do what you love and you'll find that you're more content.
3. Good sleep is essential and helps regulate mood. 💗
4. Exercise releases feel-good chemicals in your body and helps you stay/get into shape.
5. Set goals, both small and big, and work hard towards achieving them.