Growing up I was so beautiful , happy and had lots of friends. I was very good at any sport I played. I really have no reason to suddenly push everyone away and walk home from school crying everyday. I was never bullied i just was sad and it drove me crazy not knowing why. After a few years of dealing with my sadness i finally reached out to my mom. She felt so bad that she didn’t realize how depressed I was ( because I did everything in my power to hide it). She told me about many members in the family who have struggled with all kinds of mental problems. So its genetic being a head case but how come it is so difficult to find meds that work. I have lost the meaning of life threw my depression.
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My mom was diagnosed with a mild form of schizophrenia. Growing-up my Dad tried to shelter me from it as best he could. He and I formed a tight bond. But I finally experienced it first-hand when I was in high school. Kind of scary to me because I didn’t understand it, but (thankfully) I didn’t let it show and handled it best I could with my limited understanding.
Although schizophrenia can “run” in families, I have not developed it. But I will admit that from time to time I’ve wondered if it will rear its ugly head. At this point in my life, probably not. But I can understand how growing-up with a family member suffering from mental issues can impact everyone around them.