@fedupwitcaddys Ah well, if it’s Schizophrenia, then yeah, you’ve definitely been categorized as abnormal. Most people get really uncomfortable when we talk to people they can’t see. Or do other anti-social things because our minds are telling us that’s what we should do.
Fuck ‘em. Fuck the whole psychiatric and social standardized world that says it’s too freaky to behave in ways that make them uncomfortable. We make a lot of changes so we can fit in. But sometimes they ask too much. And we’re killing off parts of ourselves when we do try to fit in.
Now I’m not necessarily happy to have a depression that makes me want to die. I don’t enjoy those fantasies of slipping out my window on the 8th floor. So, I’m glad the meds help. But I wish that society could make more allowances, because I think we have a lot to offer, and maybe they could just be patient with us, but not treat us as patients. No condescension. Just work with us.
When you’re “sick”, though, it is nearly impossible to not want to fit in. When they tell you over and over how weird you are, your self-esteem goes lower and lower, and then you’re really considering it—the boob job, or whatever.
I found my people through the DBSA. Google it, if you’re not already in a support group. You can find one in your area. We’re mostly bipolar, but we have a Schizophrenic, a Schizo-affective and an epileptic or two. Even a unipolar. They understand. We’ve all been in similar places.
It’s so hard when you think you’re wrong all the time. I wanted to end up in a gutter when I felt like that. I hope, though, that you hang on, as far as finding someone is concerned. I don’t know if you will find someone, but I do know that if you get those fake boobs or whatever, the person you find will not be the person for you. You gotta find a way to stay yourself, even if you are lonely. If you do that, you have a chance of finding someone who loves you for you.