I have a sister who seems to be very paranoid, she does go out in public, but when we are out she doesn’t trust anyone, she talks negative and she over protective. She really makes me nervous. People we’ve known for a long time she doesn’t trust, she tells me to hold my purse tightly, and not to talk to this person or that person. She’s weird…I know she use to talk about this person and that person is a rapist as a young girl always very weary about people. Is my sister a paranoiz schizophrenic? She likes to hear bad things about people, and create her own stories about others. You can start telling her something and she will make up the ending to be really bad. I’m so concerned.
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My sister suffers from schizophrenia for 14 years now. It all started when she was in her high school. Suddenly i noticed that she is going lonely, depressed and sad, always thinking something. she stopped playing with me. She did not tell anyone, not to our parents either, about what she is really experiencing. All that she was telling with my father was she was scared. I did not know, what was scaring her. But she was going down in her academics too. she used to be one of the brilliant students, always topped in her class till then, but now she got lesser marks. But we can see her studying more hard. Later, one day she asked my father(a physician) to take her to a psychiatrist(my father’s friend). And my siter was taken to NIMHANS which is very famous for psychiatric treatment and where my father’s friend worked in. She got some medicines to take for a temporary period. After coming back, she looked lot more rlieved and i thought she is out of her problem. Though i didnt know that time about her sickness, or whats her problem was.
But later in time, we happened to lose our mom. My mom comitted suicide for she had some problem in life and she was in depression too. This i came to know very late. This had a devastating effect on all of us. My sister was suffering with her illness, she had become inactive and witdrawn. Not mingling with people, not talking much wiht people, not even with us. Then she was juggling with her studies, medicines and all other things in the family. She was worried about me and my brother as we were younger than her. She used to say she heard voices og neighbours. She was hearing them talking bad about us. She heard them speaking bad words and that they wouls harm us. In retaliation she started having qurrels with our neighbours and it was difficult for me and my brother to step outside of our home, as our neighbours were looking at us suspiciously in a wierd manner.
My sister’s wild behaviour was increasing and she was torturing my father very much. I stayed in a hostel in bangalore while my family stayed in Tumkur. I used to visit them on weekends. Just two days in a week i used to go there, but was unable to stand my sister’s acts. She was like doing everything that comes on her mind, however strange that may be. I was suggesting my father to admit her to a hospital. But it was difficult to convince her to come to the hospital. She was shouting and behaving like a wild animal. Somehow my father convinced her and came to Bangalore to admit her.
Here, one other person should stay with the patient to take care of their treatment. I was the only one available as all other relatives were in Tumkur. I hated to stay there, but still entered the hospital. My sister was shouting and behaving very wildliy that time. The Hospital staff had to sedate her initially and she slept. And the next few days were like hell to me as i had started hating her for her behaviour. She also hated me and she was ready to hurt me if she gets a chance. She thought i was the one who made her get admitted in the hospital. After 2 weeks, it was very difficult for me to stay there, i could not withstand that vry environment. My sister calmed down there just because she was not allowed to go anywhere and was forced to take medicines on time. She wanted to go out of the hospital. So she started responding to all the doctors in a positive way and she was discharged. I went back to my PG and i was still scared to vivit my home.
But after this, my sister has managed to control herself amidst all those voices she hears. She has come out of her depression too and she passed her graduation as well. Now she is working somewhere in bangalore. She got married too. All that i can do now is to hope for the best and pray that it never relapses.
In my teenage years and early 20’s I used drugs quite frequently. Then I was diagnosed with Paranoid Schizophrenia in 2004. For the first four years, It was absolutely terrifying. The Voices were the worst part, praising me one minute then degrading me the next. Then the ideas of reference. I couldn’t read a book, or watch TV, or listen to music without hearing some message specifically meant for me. Every conceivable situation resulted in me being set up for murder, or killed, or at the centre of some vast conspiracy, or the subject of some bizarre experiment. I lived in total fear. There just seemed to be no escape from this paranoid World. I still used Cannabis and was in denial about my illness until 2007. Now, in 2009, things are better. I have stabilised on risperdal, the voices are distant and mostly inaudible, and sometimes I can even indulge in Media without being too affected. I don’t take any drugs other than the prescribed ones. I turned 30 last year, I was 24 when I was
diagnosed, and feel I have lost some years to this illness. But I have started back at university, and live on my own in the city on a pension. It is still hard to hold down a job. But I feel that a year or two ago I reached a turning point, where I could continue to live in fear or be brave and see through the delusions, see the reality that was mine to make. I use cognitive exercises, the medication, vitamins ( I have still yet to try Zophitin and liquid white mono-atomic gold powder, though I still might one day) prayer mantras, and when the voices start to crowd around, I concentrate as hard as I can on external sounds, even the hum of a refrigerator if I have to. With me, when I do this, the voices tend to fade away. I have plans for the future, and a full recovery from schizophrenia is part of those plans, though I would never have thought that in the beginning, when I was too full of despair over what I considered the ruination of my life. Positive thinking is a must. I look
forward to a future of happiness and security, despite having one of the most debilitating mental illness that can be had. I have also been blessed with a very supportive family. The darkest hour is passed. My person applauds my joyous comeback, and my full recovery, I am sure, is only a short time away. The Upward Spiral has begun.
i am Redilian Shkembi from Albania my problems in my live is my brother bicous is very sik for depression.there heve 10 yers for sik
ther is agresion and my femyli is very tromatizuar .i pleas i need your help for medical drops?
Hi All
This story is about my eldest son. He is No1 between 6 boys and 3 girls. He is 24 years of age. I blame myself for his sickness. I pushed him to the edge, I did not know what zchesophrenia is. I thought he is using drugs. He was very tense I was very opressive. He started showing strange signs, like always scilent, deep thinking, loud laughing for no reason.. Suddnly, unexpectedly our relation was 360 degreed changed. He jumped to me asking for help. He expressed his fear of some “others” who will do harm to him. I took him to a scychiatric who prescribed his condition.
I wanted to die because I feelt that I am part of his problem. Life is not joyfull anymore. Whenever I steal happy sometimes and remember him these sometime resprocate suddenly. Is he going to be as before? is he going to be unbalanced for good? Is this possable? My beloved cute son is fealthy with long nails and very long hair and beared.
it is very strange how life can be decieving and unpredictable. I am turning to the one who never sleep, The one who change things by verbal order ALLAH ALMIGHTY.
