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?
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There are a number of pharmacological and psychotherapeutic techniques used for Bipolar Disorder. Individuals may use self-help and pursue a personal recovery journey.
Hospitalization may occur, especially with manic episodes. This can be voluntary or (if mental health legislation allows it) involuntary (called civil or involuntary commitment). Long-term inpatient stays are now less common due to deinstitutionalization, although can still occur.[83] Following (or in lieu of) a hospital admission, support services available can include drop-in centers, visits from members of a community mental health team or Assertive Community Treatment team, supported employment and patient-led support groups.
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So here is snapshot of present day;
My symptoms are still mild. I have a very conscious grasp of what is real and what is fictitious manifestations. I did recently have a 15-20 volume day. Which was a bit worrisome. I have since the realization, and am currently choosing not to seek out psychiatric help or to experiment with a regiment of meds. I may change my mind in the future. But as it stands I am very cognisantly aware that having such diagnosis documented can have some very profound personal and professional long term consequences.
At a later point the symptoms may become so burdensome that the costs are worthwhile. At this time they are not. I do wrestle with a lot of “what ifs?” . The biggest is the concern of being able to distinguish “the line”, before I reach it, of where I need to relinquish control of my life and affairs to someone else. I struggle with the ethics of parenting and the ethics of attempting to have a long term relationship. I am single and I am a parent. Is it fair to burden these people with the unknown symptoms which may or may not cause huge impacts and sadness on people who did not sign up for the job.
In the same breath, why shouldn’t I be able to have such joys in my life too? Why do I have to make the sacrifices? Can I control it enough to have reasonably normal life? If I can’t control the symptoms and have to make such huge sacrifices, do I want to subject myself to the whims of the mental health system? Can I cope with the dampening down effect of the meds? Do I want to? I’m an extremely free spirited bird. Really who benefits from the effects of the drugs, if I have made such huge sacrifices in my life?
Is life with a huge lead weight or life in a state of frantic disillusionment better? Who chooses what life is better? For now its me. I can. And I can do it responsibly. But to ensure that my choice is not taken away prematurely, I must keep my condition private to most. I have shared with two people whom I trust, and have asked them to give me feedback and to assist me as needed or in a worse case scenario to take whatever measures are needed to protect myself and family in a careful way. I only hope it never gets there.
I feel that I may be schizophrenic, but I ‘m not sure.
It feels like anytime I go to a party with my friends or anywhere by myself, everyone seems to be staring at me, or judging me when they do.
I have at sometimes felt that I know everything and that I have some sort of knowledge that no one else can seem to comprehend, but I know that isn’t the case. Even though I know I ‘m wrong, I can’t help to actually feel anything but that I ‘m right.
I can’t feel emotions anymore. Its been forever since I’ve laughed or cried or felt anything but nothing.
My father always told me, ‘everyday 51% of America wakes up trying to figure how to screw the other 49′ This, he meant, over money of course. I ‘ve always known that my dad has had trust issues, and I ‘ve never had them until now.
I ‘ve had some bizarre situations happen to me in my life, not necessarily scarring, but ones where I could have chosen to make an asshole of myself and get what I felt that I wanted, or become the nice guy and have shit rain all over. A bit graphic but there’s no other way for me to put it.
I know that shit happens, but it seems that the shit that happens to me is the smelliest kind you could have to pick up.
But thats besides the point, because in these bizarre situations, I consider the alternative in that what I feel may not be the case. I might be feeling its so complicating, but it may be so simple. Maybe I ‘m jumping to conclusions, too quickly.
Finally, when some people talk to me, its hard for them to reach me. I can see it in there faces to when they try to talk to me sometimes. They try to get a reaction or conversation going, but they see it as the lights are on, but nobody’s home. I ‘ve been called stupid many times when I was younger, although I got into an excellent private school, and going to a great college. Teachers have always told me there’s so much potential in there, but I don’t want to try in fear of being judged.
I ‘ve always been nervous partially because of the fact that I feel like people are always talking behind my back.
I also have dreams of where everyone seems to be against me unless I say the right thing or be able to entertain them.
I feel like I ‘m a paranoid schizophrenic, especially because I have connected with many songs and movies about that problem, without even realizing that they were about schizophrenia.
However, I don’t want to see help about it, because I want to handle it on my own, not take pills to help me.
Just curious if anyone feels that this is a case of schizophrenia.
