We wanted to know what it’s like to deal with schizophrenia on a day-to-day, non-Fight Club basis, so we sat down with a woman who suffers from it.
#4. Voices Don’t Make You Do Terrible Things
Back when all of this first began, one of the voices started giving me graphic instructions to kill a particularly dickish teacher I had. This troubled me, to say the least. This was before I knew that everyone regarded me as a potential serial killer, so I went to the school counselor, who immediately flipped precisely all of her shit(s). That’s an understandable reaction, but fear of that response is what keeps a lot of mentally ill folk from getting help — it took a lot of pleading to convince her that I wasn’t going to return to school with an Uzi. In fact, the only time I’ve come anywhere close to violence since was the result of a medication called Haldol that I was taking, which causes mood swings. Even then, it was pretty much limited to screaming at my husband to get off my back about the damn dishes.