Sometimes I think the schizophrenic in a family can often be the healthiest member of the family, because they are the ones who get help. I have been rejected by my siblings because of my diagnosis. It hurts me, I grew up thinking they would me three of some of my best friends for life. Not so.
I have avoided contacting them because it doesn’t seem right. That’s for victims of sexual assault. They use the R word and that’s not what I would call any of the things I’ve been through that are affecting me now. Even when I was raped, I only know because of how I woke up the next morning. I’m not belittling the trauma there, just explaining that what I’ve been through is nothing...
there are no wordsimagine me screamingmaybe if you all imagine st the same time it will feel like I’ve actually screamed enough to feel betterthere is no screaming in real life. I won’t terrify the kids. But I’m furious and probably going to eat my weight in chocolate every day for the rest of my life unless I can figure this crap out. That’s not healthy either. I know.