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Harold Anderson3 Harold Anderson3 Regular
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#6821 ·
cosmiclynx79 said:Can those of us dealing with schizoaffective disorder join in? (*﹏*😉

It’s actually all part of the same diagnostic group—the F20-29 range covering schizophrenia and related disorders.

I’m having one of those heavy days today, where I find myself lost in deep thought but completely unable to actually get anything done.
I slept right through until noon, and now I just feel sluggish, depressed, and totally stuck in my own head.
I can't help but feel like my treatment isn't quite hitting the mark. Even though I'm being consistent with my medication, it doesn't seem to be enough. My apartment is a mess, my head is a mess, and honestly, it’s just overwhelming. 🥱 🙄
cosmiclynx79 cosmiclynx79 Active Member
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joined Jan 2021
#6822 ·
And here I go again, sliding back into a depressive funk even though everything is technically going according to plan. 😢
Harold Anderson3 Harold Anderson3 Regular
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#6823 ·
cosmiclynx79 said:And here I go again, sliding back into a depressive funk even though everything is technically going according to plan. 😢

I’m honestly not quite sure what advice I could offer you. I’ve been managing schizophrenia for about ten years now, and while I don't really struggle with psychotic symptoms, the mood swings are an absolute nightmare. I find myself constantly drifting between periods of mania and depression—usually just mild mania and moderate depression. Because of that, it might actually be a mixed-type schizoaffective disorder in my case too.
Lately, I've also been feeling pretty wiped out. It might just be that I need some real rest to recover from all the exhaustion that has built up from work.
Nicole Barrett76 Nicole Barrett76 Regular
515 messages
joined Sep 2009
#6824 ·
Harold Anderson3 said:I’m honestly not quite sure what advice I could offer you. I’ve been managing schizophrenia for about ten years now, and while I don't really struggle with psychotic symptoms, the mood swings are an absolute nightmare. I find myself constantly drifting between periods of mania and depression—usually just mild mania and moderate depression. Because of that, it might actually be a mixed-type schizoaffective disorder in my case too.
Lately, I've also been feeling pretty wiped out. It might just be that I need some real rest to recover from all the exhaustion that has built up from work.

Harold, you have reached 6,666 posts. It isn't quite three sixes, but doesn't it feel like a strange bit of synchronicity?
Rebecca Rivera3 Rebecca Rivera3 Active Member
206 messages
joined Mar 2017
#6825 ·
I’m taking Neurobion Forte, which is basically massive doses of B vitamins, so it requires a prescription.
Honestly, I feel like nothing is actually helping, much like Harold Anderson3 and a few others here, even though my condition isn't exactly the same. I’m doing everything by the book, yet I’m just spinning my wheels. Or rather, I’m not moving at all.

My emotions were a bit all over the place tonight. I met someone new, so maybe that triggered this...

It’s like my entire life is playing out in a movie montage right before my eyes—so long, yet it feels like it flashes by in a second. I’m watching it all unfold, seeing where I went wrong, but there's no way to go back and fix it.

I can't even put a finger on what I'm feeling right now; I can't quite identify it. Being able to recognize your own emotions is so vital... but I am just confused.

I don't know if this is being caused by the lesions in my brain or if this is just who I am now. Everything feels hazy. And I can't move my right leg.
I'm angry—furious, actually—because I have this primal urge to just run, but I can barely manage a few steps.
Who is this new person? What happened to me? Between which lines of a book or scenes of a movie did I lose myself? I have no idea...

It's late. I think I need to get some sleep and give my brain a rest.
Harold Anderson3 Harold Anderson3 Regular
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#6826 ·
Nicole Barrett76 said:Harold, you have reached 6,666 posts. It isn't quite three sixes, but doesn't it feel like a strange bit of synchronicity?

I don't have any more of those, haha 🙂

All jokes aside, I haven't been feeling like myself at all this week. It all started when a colleague and I drank some water from a local river that looked perfectly fine, but it ended up giving us both two days of terrible stomach issues. Then, on Wednesday, I had a few too many drinks, and I just haven't been able to snap out of it since. I've been feeling depressed, foggy, lost, sluggish, and just totally spaced out for the last three or four days.
I'm just thankful I don't have to work next week; I'm really hoping I can use the time to get my head straight and recover. I'm dealing with a few other health hurdles too, and honestly, seeing the balance on my checking account isn't helping my stress levels one bit. 🥱
Jose Ward4 Jose Ward4 Regular
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joined May 2015
#6827 ·
Harold Anderson3 said:I don't have any more of those, haha 🙂

All jokes aside, I haven't been feeling like myself at all this week. It all started when a colleague and I drank some water from a local river that looked perfectly fine, but it ended up giving us both two days of terrible stomach issues. Then, on Wednesday, I had a few too many drinks, and I just haven't been able to snap out of it since. I've been feeling depressed, foggy, lost, sluggish, and just totally spaced out for the last three or four days.
I'm just thankful I don't have to work next week; I'm really hoping I can use the time to get my head straight and recover. I'm dealing with a few other health hurdles too, and honestly, seeing the balance on my checking account isn't helping my stress levels one bit. 🥱

That kind of stuff is brutal. Honestly, I ate some questionable eggs today and my stomach was killing me—more diarrhea, though maybe it was just the coffee.

Anyway, I'm feeling much better today. I've got things to do tomorrow, so I'm hoping for a slower pace.

I just wanted to mention how messed up it is. I was at a shop somewhere recently and some girl mentioned—I can't recall exactly where—that there are people who don't leave their apartments for a whole month, or maybe just a couple of times a month. I get the urge to just shut myself away sometimes too, but I've realized that after three or four days, I seriously start looking unwell. My responsibilities usually force me out every second or third day, if not every single day. It really depends on what's on my plate. But honestly, staying cooped up like that isn't healthy at all. Unless you're physically unable to go out, being stuck inside is just asking for trouble. For me, my schedule keeps me moving. And since I live alone, I noticed once when I stayed in for four days straight (I basically went into hiding and worked from home), I felt awful. I didn't look good 😁. I was practically itching to get outside. I can only imagine how hard it must be for someone who only sees the sun or feels it on their skin a few times a month.
Harold Anderson3 Harold Anderson3 Regular
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#6828 ·
I tend to get out of the house quite often, sometimes multiple times a day. Honestly, when I'm not working, I probably spend more time outdoors than I do inside my own apartment. Once work kicks in, though, I can be gone for an entire week at a time, sometimes stretching even longer—up to two or three weeks. Since my job is mostly field-based, I don't really feel tied down to Washington, D.C., even if my official address is still listed there.
To be honest, I’m never quite sure if being employed this way is a blessing or a curse. As much as I enjoy the work, there’s a heavy downside to it too. Everything has its own set of pros and cons, I suppose, and this is no exception. But for now, I’m just rolling with it. I have no intention of quitting, and there aren't any signs that I'll be getting fired anytime soon either. So, that's where things stand...
Nicole Barrett76 Nicole Barrett76 Regular
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joined Sep 2009
#6829 ·
Harold Anderson3 said:I tend to get out of the house quite often, sometimes multiple times a day. Honestly, when I'm not working, I probably spend more time outdoors than I do inside my own apartment. Once work kicks in, though, I can be gone for an entire week at a time, sometimes stretching even longer—up to two or three weeks. Since my job is mostly field-based, I don't really feel tied down to Washington, D.C., even if my official address is still listed there.
To be honest, I’m never quite sure if being employed this way is a blessing or a curse. As much as I enjoy the work, there’s a heavy downside to it too. Everything has its own set of pros and cons, I suppose, and this is no exception. But for now, I’m just rolling with it. I have no intention of quitting, and there aren't any signs that I'll be getting fired anytime soon either. So, that's where things stand...

It is difficult for me to truly grasp the nuances of your situation, as I possess no knowledge of your life beyond what you choose to share in your posts. However, is it not fundamentally better to be employed than to remain idle? As for myself, I have not held any position, nor have I received even a single paycheck from part-time work, since 2012.

It is truly a blessing that your position remains secure, for as you so rightly pointed out, isn't it far better to simply work diligently while the opportunity lasts? I find myself thinking that a layoff is not on my horizon, as there is absolutely nothing to suggest such an outcome is imminent.

I find myself constantly dreaming of finding a stable, low-stress career—one where you aren't constantly looking over your shoulder, terrified that a sudden layoff might leave you with nothing. Is it too much to ask for a position where you don't live under the constant shadow of uncertainty? Technically, according to federal disability laws, I should be able to retain my benefits even if I attempt to work, but the reality is far more precarious; everything hinges entirely on how a single caseworker at the Social Security Administration chooses to interpret the regulations. If I were to manage to secure even a part-time role, would the system simply collapse upon me? $500 I am simply asking to receive that amount in my hands—though, naturally, I expect a portion to be diverted toward taxes, provided I can finally secure those funds. $500 If I could just receive those funds directly—plus an equal amount in tax credits, I think—life would feel significantly more manageable. And don't even get me started on how much easier things would be if I actually had a steady, full-time job! Is there any effort I wouldn't put forth to bolster my immune system? Synthetic hormones simply aren't natural, and because they lack that organic essence, they just don't seem nearly as effective.

Everything related to the medical field has become prohibitively expensive, costing as much as precious gemstones. I find myself wondering: are expectations of earning three to four times the net median income actually realistic? But what is all that wealth truly worth when only one in fifty or one in a hundred visually impaired individuals can even secure employment?

One must also consider the reality of retirement. If you aren't working, how exactly do you intend to fund your later years? Those diagnosed with schizophrenia typically face onset in their thirties, but if one hasn't been battling a chronic condition since before eighteen—much like myself, having dealt with illness since I was merely three years old—securing disability benefits becomes an exponentially more difficult struggle.

Is there anything more rewarding than manual labor? Unless, of course, you’re working like a pack mule, there is a certain clarity found in physical tasks that those who dwell solely in their own heads simply cannot grasp—those of us who struggle to navigate the complexities of human interaction. I certainly am no saint in this regard; I can manage six hours of social engagement before the weight of it becomes too much. If I have to handle more than three people at once, it feels overwhelming. Even in my own home, having more than two guests feels like a crowd. When my mother, my guests, and I are all squeezed together, there is no room for anyone to truly express themselves, and they end up drowning out everything else with their mindless chatter. It would be such a blessing if people actually listened, but unfortunately, my opportunities to socialize are often limited to those who barely finished middle school.

If a physically demanding career is truly draining the life out of you, and if you possess even a modicum of social aptitude, could there perhaps be a more tranquil path available? Might one consider working at a local newsstand or a small convenience kiosk, selling magazines and various sundries? It isn't exactly a complex endeavor, is it? Customers simply arrive at your station, and you greet them with a polite "Good morning" or ask, "How may I assist you today?" They state their needs, provide the funds, and you simply process the transaction, hand over the receipt, and bid them farewell.

But isn't the pay for such a position simply abysmal? One wouldn't even be able to afford to live alone in an apartment; instead, you'd be forced to take on a roommate, and let's be honest, even that kind of lifestyle is far from easy. So many people end up working grueling jobs, or even picking up second shifts, just so they can eventually afford that tiny sliver of solitude in their own place—that precious moment of being truly alone during their limited free time.

Living alone in an apartment in Washington, D.C. is becoming increasingly difficult, isn't it? The city has transformed into such a massive tourist hub that rent prices have skyrocketed recently, even though they were already quite steep to begin with.

Perhaps one could consider registering at an address outside of Washington, D.C., but wouldn't your psychiatrist potentially find out? If that happened, you would be forced to switch to a local provider in that area, and if you have been seeing your current doctor for a long time, isn't that hardly a viable solution? While registering elsewhere might result in a lower local income tax—thereby slightly increasing your take-home pay—one has to wonder, just how much of a difference would it actually make?
Harold Anderson3 Harold Anderson3 Regular
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#6830 ·
Nicole Barrett76 said:It is difficult for me to truly grasp the nuances of your situation, as I possess no knowledge of your life beyond what you choose to share in your posts. However, is it not fundamentally better to be employed than to remain idle? As for myself, I have not held any position, nor have I received even a single paycheck from part-time work, since 2012.

It is truly a blessing that your position remains secure, for as you so rightly pointed out, isn't it far better to simply work diligently while the opportunity lasts? I find myself thinking that a layoff is not on my horizon, as there is absolutely nothing to suggest such an outcome is imminent.

I find myself constantly dreaming of finding a stable, low-stress career—one where you aren't constantly looking over your shoulder, terrified that a sudden layoff might leave you with nothing. Is it too much to ask for a position where you don't live under the constant shadow of uncertainty? Technically, according to federal disability laws, I should be able to retain my benefits even if I attempt to work, but the reality is far more precarious; everything hinges entirely on how a single caseworker at the Social Security Administration chooses to interpret the regulations. If I were to manage to secure even a part-time role, would the system simply collapse upon me? $500 I am simply asking to receive that amount in my hands—though, naturally, I expect a portion to be diverted toward taxes, provided I can finally secure those funds. $500 If I could just receive those funds directly—plus an equal amount in tax credits, I think—life would feel significantly more manageable. And don't even get me started on how much easier things would be if I actually had a steady, full-time job! Is there any effort I wouldn't put forth to bolster my immune system? Synthetic hormones simply aren't natural, and because they lack that organic essence, they just don't seem nearly as effective.

Everything related to the medical field has become prohibitively expensive, costing as much as precious gemstones. I find myself wondering: are expectations of earning three to four times the net median income actually realistic? But what is all that wealth truly worth when only one in fifty or one in a hundred visually impaired individuals can even secure employment?

One must also consider the reality of retirement. If you aren't working, how exactly do you intend to fund your later years? Those diagnosed with schizophrenia typically face onset in their thirties, but if one hasn't been battling a chronic condition since before eighteen—much like myself, having dealt with illness since I was merely three years old—securing disability benefits becomes an exponentially more difficult struggle.

Is there anything more rewarding than manual labor? Unless, of course, you’re working like a pack mule, there is a certain clarity found in physical tasks that those who dwell solely in their own heads simply cannot grasp—those of us who struggle to navigate the complexities of human interaction. I certainly am no saint in this regard; I can manage six hours of social engagement before the weight of it becomes too much. If I have to handle more than three people at once, it feels overwhelming. Even in my own home, having more than two guests feels like a crowd. When my mother, my guests, and I are all squeezed together, there is no room for anyone to truly express themselves, and they end up drowning out everything else with their mindless chatter. It would be such a blessing if people actually listened, but unfortunately, my opportunities to socialize are often limited to those who barely finished middle school.

If a physically demanding career is truly draining the life out of you, and if you possess even a modicum of social aptitude, could there perhaps be a more tranquil path available? Might one consider working at a local newsstand or a small convenience kiosk, selling magazines and various sundries? It isn't exactly a complex endeavor, is it? Customers simply arrive at your station, and you greet them with a polite "Good morning" or ask, "How may I assist you today?" They state their needs, provide the funds, and you simply process the transaction, hand over the receipt, and bid them farewell.

But isn't the pay for such a position simply abysmal? One wouldn't even be able to afford to live alone in an apartment; instead, you'd be forced to take on a roommate, and let's be honest, even that kind of lifestyle is far from easy. So many people end up working grueling jobs, or even picking up second shifts, just so they can eventually afford that tiny sliver of solitude in their own place—that precious moment of being truly alone during their limited free time.

Living alone in an apartment in Washington, D.C. is becoming increasingly difficult, isn't it? The city has transformed into such a massive tourist hub that rent prices have skyrocketed recently, even though they were already quite steep to begin with.

Perhaps one could consider registering at an address outside of Washington, D.C., but wouldn't your psychiatrist potentially find out? If that happened, you would be forced to switch to a local provider in that area, and if you have been seeing your current doctor for a long time, isn't that hardly a viable solution? While registering elsewhere might result in a lower local income tax—thereby slightly increasing your take-home pay—one has to wonder, just how much of a difference would it actually make?

So, I’ve been working at this place for a little over a year now—about fourteen months, give or take. Honestly, it’s been a bit of a struggle, but since everyone here is pretty much aware of the mess I've been dealing with regarding my health and family stuff, they tend to be a bit more forgiving with me. Even so, I wouldn't call myself the worst employee in the company (though I'm certainly not the superstar either), but we all pull the same paycheck regardless.
Aside from my schizophrenia, which is the main thing I'm battling, my knee has been acting up too, and I'm actually heading in for an MRI this week to figure out what's going on.
The job is quite physically demanding, though it’s relatively low-stress mentally, as much as a job can be. It definitely takes a toll on your knees and back, and there are nights when I don't get enough sleep and feel pretty wiped out. Still, I actually appreciate having my own rhythm; I wake up early, put in a solid 12 or 14-hour shift, and then I can finally relax. I don't have to work night shifts, which is a huge relief for my mental state. And of course, I get my paycheck once a month (it actually hits tomorrow), and over this past year, it’s usually hovered somewhere between $7,000 and $10, $0.00which has been my steady range.
Disability isn't really a viable option for me right now, and I have no desire to switch jobs unless I absolutely have to. I just wonder how I would handle a different environment, because I really don't want to lose this position while things are manageable enough for me here.
Jose Ward4 Jose Ward4 Regular
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joined May 2015
#6831 ·
Nicole Barrett76 said:It is difficult for me to truly grasp the nuances of your situation, as I possess no knowledge of your life beyond what you choose to share in your posts. However, is it not fundamentally better to be employed than to remain idle? As for myself, I have not held any position, nor have I received even a single paycheck from part-time work, since 2012.

It is truly a blessing that your position remains secure, for as you so rightly pointed out, isn't it far better to simply work diligently while the opportunity lasts? I find myself thinking that a layoff is not on my horizon, as there is absolutely nothing to suggest such an outcome is imminent.

I find myself constantly dreaming of finding a stable, low-stress career—one where you aren't constantly looking over your shoulder, terrified that a sudden layoff might leave you with nothing. Is it too much to ask for a position where you don't live under the constant shadow of uncertainty? Technically, according to federal disability laws, I should be able to retain my benefits even if I attempt to work, but the reality is far more precarious; everything hinges entirely on how a single caseworker at the Social Security Administration chooses to interpret the regulations. If I were to manage to secure even a part-time role, would the system simply collapse upon me? $500 I am simply asking to receive that amount in my hands—though, naturally, I expect a portion to be diverted toward taxes, provided I can finally secure those funds. $500 If I could just receive those funds directly—plus an equal amount in tax credits, I think—life would feel significantly more manageable. And don't even get me started on how much easier things would be if I actually had a steady, full-time job! Is there any effort I wouldn't put forth to bolster my immune system? Synthetic hormones simply aren't natural, and because they lack that organic essence, they just don't seem nearly as effective.

Everything related to the medical field has become prohibitively expensive, costing as much as precious gemstones. I find myself wondering: are expectations of earning three to four times the net median income actually realistic? But what is all that wealth truly worth when only one in fifty or one in a hundred visually impaired individuals can even secure employment?

One must also consider the reality of retirement. If you aren't working, how exactly do you intend to fund your later years? Those diagnosed with schizophrenia typically face onset in their thirties, but if one hasn't been battling a chronic condition since before eighteen—much like myself, having dealt with illness since I was merely three years old—securing disability benefits becomes an exponentially more difficult struggle.

Is there anything more rewarding than manual labor? Unless, of course, you’re working like a pack mule, there is a certain clarity found in physical tasks that those who dwell solely in their own heads simply cannot grasp—those of us who struggle to navigate the complexities of human interaction. I certainly am no saint in this regard; I can manage six hours of social engagement before the weight of it becomes too much. If I have to handle more than three people at once, it feels overwhelming. Even in my own home, having more than two guests feels like a crowd. When my mother, my guests, and I are all squeezed together, there is no room for anyone to truly express themselves, and they end up drowning out everything else with their mindless chatter. It would be such a blessing if people actually listened, but unfortunately, my opportunities to socialize are often limited to those who barely finished middle school.

If a physically demanding career is truly draining the life out of you, and if you possess even a modicum of social aptitude, could there perhaps be a more tranquil path available? Might one consider working at a local newsstand or a small convenience kiosk, selling magazines and various sundries? It isn't exactly a complex endeavor, is it? Customers simply arrive at your station, and you greet them with a polite "Good morning" or ask, "How may I assist you today?" They state their needs, provide the funds, and you simply process the transaction, hand over the receipt, and bid them farewell.

But isn't the pay for such a position simply abysmal? One wouldn't even be able to afford to live alone in an apartment; instead, you'd be forced to take on a roommate, and let's be honest, even that kind of lifestyle is far from easy. So many people end up working grueling jobs, or even picking up second shifts, just so they can eventually afford that tiny sliver of solitude in their own place—that precious moment of being truly alone during their limited free time.

Living alone in an apartment in Washington, D.C. is becoming increasingly difficult, isn't it? The city has transformed into such a massive tourist hub that rent prices have skyrocketed recently, even though they were already quite steep to begin with.

Perhaps one could consider registering at an address outside of Washington, D.C., but wouldn't your psychiatrist potentially find out? If that happened, you would be forced to switch to a local provider in that area, and if you have been seeing your current doctor for a long time, isn't that hardly a viable solution? While registering elsewhere might result in a lower local income tax—thereby slightly increasing your take-home pay—one has to wonder, just how much of a difference would it actually make?

You’re really overthinking this one. Look, once someone dealing with anxiety and depression gets into remission, they can hold down just about any job they want. If they're stable, they're stable.

But I’m not talking about the schizophrenia patients you see at the local psychiatric ward—the ones who are technically in remission. They let the most intense cases work there, people who might be popping ten pills in a single dose. We're talking ten in the morning, ten at noon, and ten before bed. Harold Anderson3 wouldn't even be able to handle a job like that if he wasn't feeling steady. He isn't exactly living the dream, but he's doing alright. He's doing okay.
Harold Anderson3 Harold Anderson3 Regular
732 messages
joined May 2023
#6832 ·
Jose Ward4 said:You’re really overthinking this one. Look, once someone dealing with anxiety and depression gets into remission, they can hold down just about any job they want. If they're stable, they're stable.

But I’m not talking about the schizophrenia patients you see at the local psychiatric ward—the ones who are technically in remission. They let the most intense cases work there, people who might be popping ten pills in a single dose. We're talking ten in the morning, ten at noon, and ten before bed. Harold Anderson3 wouldn't even be able to handle a job like that if he wasn't feeling steady. He isn't exactly living the dream, but he's doing alright. He's doing okay.

Exactly right. 😉
Nicole Barrett76 Nicole Barrett76 Regular
515 messages
joined Sep 2009
#6833 ·
Jose Ward4 said:You’re really overthinking this one. Look, once someone dealing with anxiety and depression gets into remission, they can hold down just about any job they want. If they're stable, they're stable.

But I’m not talking about the schizophrenia patients you see at the local psychiatric ward—the ones who are technically in remission. They let the most intense cases work there, people who might be popping ten pills in a single dose. We're talking ten in the morning, ten at noon, and ten before bed. Harold Anderson3 wouldn't even be able to handle a job like that if he wasn't feeling steady. He isn't exactly living the dream, but he's doing alright. He's doing okay.

I once had the opportunity to spend time with a "schizophrenic from the VA" who takes a massive amount of medication; he even begged for higher doses, but his psychiatrists refused because they were already pushing the absolute maximum. He was taking ten to twelve different types of psychotropic drugs two or three times a day. If there is any silver lining, it is that he has a military pension, having been diagnosed with schizophrenia in his early twenties. I suspect he had a genetic predisposition, and his service in the military was merely the "trigger" that violently set the illness in motion.

Harold Anderson3, please forgive me if I offended you with that post. I intended to add more but forgot, so I am adding it now: your posts, just like those from Jose Ward4, Carol Barrett2, and the others who stop by occasionally, sound completely coherent. I do not consider any of you to be a "schizophrenic from the VA."

That acquaintance of mine, the schizophrenic I spent time with, has ended our friendship. I find myself at a crossroads, wondering: if I attempt to push our connection a little further in hopes of mmmmmmaybe helping him even slightly, would that constitute a violation of his free will? And yet, if I refrain from reaching out, am I truly respecting his autonomy? Is his true free will to remain isolated, or is the illness itself imposing this self-isolation upon him?

He told me he smokes heavily and spends nearly $500 on cigarettes alone. When I asked why he wouldn't just switch to rolling his own tobacco—which would be about three times cheaper—he said he simply lacked the willpower. It breaks my heart to see him waste so much money on smoking, and I feel such profound sorrow that I cannot impart knowledge regarding nutritional approaches to mitigating schizophrenic symptoms, which might eventually allow him to reduce his antipsychotic intake, especially since he is near the ceiling of what is safe. Unfortunately, American psychiatrists tend to scoff at nutritional or any other holistic approaches.
Jose Ward4 Jose Ward4 Regular
379 messages
joined May 2015
#6834 ·
Nicole Barrett76 said:I once had the opportunity to spend time with a "schizophrenic from the VA" who takes a massive amount of medication; he even begged for higher doses, but his psychiatrists refused because they were already pushing the absolute maximum. He was taking ten to twelve different types of psychotropic drugs two or three times a day. If there is any silver lining, it is that he has a military pension, having been diagnosed with schizophrenia in his early twenties. I suspect he had a genetic predisposition, and his service in the military was merely the "trigger" that violently set the illness in motion.

Harold Anderson3, please forgive me if I offended you with that post. I intended to add more but forgot, so I am adding it now: your posts, just like those from Jose Ward4, Carol Barrett2, and the others who stop by occasionally, sound completely coherent. I do not consider any of you to be a "schizophrenic from the VA."

That acquaintance of mine, the schizophrenic I spent time with, has ended our friendship. I find myself at a crossroads, wondering: if I attempt to push our connection a little further in hopes of mmmmmmaybe helping him even slightly, would that constitute a violation of his free will? And yet, if I refrain from reaching out, am I truly respecting his autonomy? Is his true free will to remain isolated, or is the illness itself imposing this self-isolation upon him?

He told me he smokes heavily and spends nearly $500 on cigarettes alone. When I asked why he wouldn't just switch to rolling his own tobacco—which would be about three times cheaper—he said he simply lacked the willpower. It breaks my heart to see him waste so much money on smoking, and I feel such profound sorrow that I cannot impart knowledge regarding nutritional approaches to mitigating schizophrenic symptoms, which might eventually allow him to reduce his antipsychotic intake, especially since he is near the ceiling of what is safe. Unfortunately, American psychiatrists tend to scoff at nutritional or any other holistic approaches.

That’s the truth of it. Even the psychiatrists themselves don't fully grasp where schizophrenia originates. They can explain the biochemistry—what’s happening inside the body—but the actual root cause remains a mystery. They point to one trigger, then another, but fundamentally, nobody knows. And it's devastating when someone retreats so far into their own world that they can't step foot outside, or they lose the very will to live. I've seen it all during my time at the hospital, truly everything. When you look at these people, it’s almost like they’re suffering from pure phobias. Fear of this, fear of that—never a moment of peace. In layman's terms, to me, that's what it looks like. Sure, some deal with voices that aren't friendly, but despite all that, they somehow manage to function. The catch is that while the pills dampen those symptoms, they bring massive side effects, both physically and mentally. Personally, I think these meds should be used preventatively to stabilize someone, and once they're steady, the real work of healing begins. You shouldn't be on them forever; long-term use wreaks havoc on the whole system, from diabetes to liver cirrhosis. Listen, after years of that kind of usage, his liver definitely isn't what it used to be. But doctors always give the same line: "It's just something you have to manage." Look, if he doesn't want to come out, maybe the best thing is to let him be. Maybe just drop by his apartment or his room a couple of times a week just to chat. Give him a little distraction. Or, if he's up for it, maybe a quick walk around the neighborhood.
Nicole Barrett76 Nicole Barrett76 Regular
515 messages
joined Sep 2009
#6835 ·
Jose Ward4 said:That’s the truth of it. Even the psychiatrists themselves don't fully grasp where schizophrenia originates. They can explain the biochemistry—what’s happening inside the body—but the actual root cause remains a mystery. They point to one trigger, then another, but fundamentally, nobody knows. And it's devastating when someone retreats so far into their own world that they can't step foot outside, or they lose the very will to live. I've seen it all during my time at the hospital, truly everything. When you look at these people, it’s almost like they’re suffering from pure phobias. Fear of this, fear of that—never a moment of peace. In layman's terms, to me, that's what it looks like. Sure, some deal with voices that aren't friendly, but despite all that, they somehow manage to function. The catch is that while the pills dampen those symptoms, they bring massive side effects, both physically and mentally. Personally, I think these meds should be used preventatively to stabilize someone, and once they're steady, the real work of healing begins. You shouldn't be on them forever; long-term use wreaks havoc on the whole system, from diabetes to liver cirrhosis. Listen, after years of that kind of usage, his liver definitely isn't what it used to be. But doctors always give the same line: "It's just something you have to manage." Look, if he doesn't want to come out, maybe the best thing is to let him be. Maybe just drop by his apartment or his room a couple of times a week just to chat. Give him a little distraction. Or, if he's up for it, maybe a quick walk around the neighborhood.

He might take a short stroll through the neighborhood, but only briefly. I suspect he might actually find it easiest to confide in me. His liver is failing, which I know because when I visited him at his house, a neighbor—his aunt—came by to see him. She commented on how yellow his face had become, and that is certainly a sign of liver issues.

While we were speaking, his demeanor suddenly shifted. Because my vision isn't what it used to be, I didn't catch the change immediately, but his mother noticed instantly and became agitated. She told me that if I couldn't be polite in front of guests, I should just go to my own room, which I found to be quite inhumane of her. It is incredibly difficult to care for a šizofreničar for over twenty years, even if they are your own son. It is just as difficult to support someone who lives with any kind of disability.

At that moment, the šizofreničar said to his aunt: "You accused me in front of the world, telling me I should be ashamed because I have a four or five-year-old child with a woman." At that exact second, no one was even talking about him; I honestly don't know what the topic was. Only the television was on, and it seems his phobias are most intense whenever the TV is running.

He hears voices telling him things like: "We are going to cut his military pension," or "We are going to send his mother to a nursing home." If the news anchor mentions a politician's name, a voice tells him: "Hey, you just cursed out that politician." From what I can tell, the voices aren't usually addressing him directly; instead, they mostly talk about him and his mother in the third person. That is, except for when they accuse him of cursing. Even if the television isn't on, the voices will still accuse him: "Hey, you just cursed out Nicole Barrett76."

His entire life has flipped upside down. He sleeps all day and stays awake all night smoking. It appears as though he functions more easily under the cover of darkness, or perhaps this "easier functioning" is merely an illusion because others cannot see the shifts in his facial expressions or hear the voices he hears.
Jose Ward4 Jose Ward4 Regular
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#6836 ·
Nicole Barrett76 said:He might take a short stroll through the neighborhood, but only briefly. I suspect he might actually find it easiest to confide in me. His liver is failing, which I know because when I visited him at his house, a neighbor—his aunt—came by to see him. She commented on how yellow his face had become, and that is certainly a sign of liver issues.

While we were speaking, his demeanor suddenly shifted. Because my vision isn't what it used to be, I didn't catch the change immediately, but his mother noticed instantly and became agitated. She told me that if I couldn't be polite in front of guests, I should just go to my own room, which I found to be quite inhumane of her. It is incredibly difficult to care for a šizofreničar for over twenty years, even if they are your own son. It is just as difficult to support someone who lives with any kind of disability.

At that moment, the šizofreničar said to his aunt: "You accused me in front of the world, telling me I should be ashamed because I have a four or five-year-old child with a woman." At that exact second, no one was even talking about him; I honestly don't know what the topic was. Only the television was on, and it seems his phobias are most intense whenever the TV is running.

He hears voices telling him things like: "We are going to cut his military pension," or "We are going to send his mother to a nursing home." If the news anchor mentions a politician's name, a voice tells him: "Hey, you just cursed out that politician." From what I can tell, the voices aren't usually addressing him directly; instead, they mostly talk about him and his mother in the third person. That is, except for when they accuse him of cursing. Even if the television isn't on, the voices will still accuse him: "Hey, you just cursed out Nicole Barrett76."

His entire life has flipped upside down. He sleeps all day and stays awake all night smoking. It appears as though he functions more easily under the cover of darkness, or perhaps this "easier functioning" is merely an illusion because others cannot see the shifts in his facial expressions or hear the voices he hears.

With schizophrenia, sleep deprivation is pretty much a given. But we're talking about going 6 or 7 days without rest. Just imagine if you were a "normal" person and tried to pull six days without sleep. You'd be a ghost.

And from what I've gathered through my own experiences, the first thing they do is hit you with Haldol. It’s heavy-duty sedation—enough to knock out a horse. You know? They just want to force your sleep cycle back into rhythm. That's their primary goal: just get them to sleep.

There's this interesting theory that a šizofreničar is essentially hearing their own voice, just in a different tone. Does that make sense? It’s like a slight shift that makes them feel like a third party is reaching out to them, when in reality, it's just their own internal monologue. It's a fascinating concept. I think there was some research done on it, but I'm not sure how it wrapped up.
Harold Anderson3 Harold Anderson3 Regular
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#6837 ·
Nicole Barrett76 said:I once had the opportunity to spend time with a "schizophrenic from the VA" who takes a massive amount of medication; he even begged for higher doses, but his psychiatrists refused because they were already pushing the absolute maximum. He was taking ten to twelve different types of psychotropic drugs two or three times a day. If there is any silver lining, it is that he has a military pension, having been diagnosed with schizophrenia in his early twenties. I suspect he had a genetic predisposition, and his service in the military was merely the "trigger" that violently set the illness in motion.

Harold Anderson3, please forgive me if I offended you with that post. I intended to add more but forgot, so I am adding it now: your posts, just like those from Jose Ward4, Carol Barrett2, and the others who stop by occasionally, sound completely coherent. I do not consider any of you to be a "schizophrenic from the VA."

That acquaintance of mine, the schizophrenic I spent time with, has ended our friendship. I find myself at a crossroads, wondering: if I attempt to push our connection a little further in hopes of mmmmmmaybe helping him even slightly, would that constitute a violation of his free will? And yet, if I refrain from reaching out, am I truly respecting his autonomy? Is his true free will to remain isolated, or is the illness itself imposing this self-isolation upon him?

He told me he smokes heavily and spends nearly $500 on cigarettes alone. When I asked why he wouldn't just switch to rolling his own tobacco—which would be about three times cheaper—he said he simply lacked the willpower. It breaks my heart to see him waste so much money on smoking, and I feel such profound sorrow that I cannot impart knowledge regarding nutritional approaches to mitigating schizophrenic symptoms, which might eventually allow him to reduce his antipsychotic intake, especially since he is near the ceiling of what is safe. Unfortunately, American psychiatrists tend to scoff at nutritional or any other holistic approaches.

Honestly, you didn't offend me at all. You didn't say anything bad about me, truly. 😉

So, here is how things are looking right now. After five days of feeling sluggish, slow, and totally out of sorts, the exact opposite is happening. For instance, just last night I was practically nodding off, but now I can't sleep at all. In fact, I think I might stay up the whole night. I can feel myself sliding into a manic state. It isn't necessarily a bad thing, though, because you can really hear the improvement in my voice and see it in my behavior. Ideally, finding that healthy middle ground is the goal, but any way I look at it, mania feels better than depression. Depression is a brutal state—honestly, one of the worst things a person can experience. With bipolar disorder, you at least have these manic phases you can lean on. That's essentially my reality while I'm on medication. Dealing with bipolar disorder means swinging between mania and depression, with occasional stretches of feeling "normal" in between. It's been twelve years of navigating this journey now.
Jose Ward4 Jose Ward4 Regular
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#6838 ·
Today was just an absolute marathon. I’m sitting here right now, trying to hash out some work details with this guy, and of course, we're doing the whole thing in English. I feel like I might have gone a bit overboard with my wording 😁 Hopefully, he actually got what I was trying to say.
Carl Rivera43 Carl Rivera43 Veteran
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#6839 ·
Every single day comes with its own set of ups and downs.
Jose Ward4 Jose Ward4 Regular
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#6840 ·
Carl Rivera43 said:Every single day comes with its own set of ups and downs.

Really? And what might those be?

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