it has been unusually hot in our apartment this week and most of the past three days have been spent mitigating that
Stressed the hell out. Mental illness issues ahead. If that is a problem for your mental state, please don’t read further.
My wife is schizophrenic. She has been off her meds of her own volition for at least 6 months. The voices that manifest as part of her condition are in full force now and part of that was her thinking that no one needs to use money for credit cards anymore.
I’ve spoken with her doctor, he has agreed to get her an emergency supply of the medication she was taking before… However she’s currently in a paranoid state of mind and fully believes she’s completely functional. She wants to divorce me for taking away the credit card that’s ‘totally free’ and at this point even though she clearly isn’t right in the head, she’s not wrong enough to be forced into a facility to help.
The main problem is that she will likely not accept medication from me, I cannot force anything, and I can’t in good conscience just leave. So either she breaks more and proper intervention can begin, or she somehow cuts through the fog, voices, and her own concept of being ‘special’ to start taking the medication again.
I’m stressed because while she cannot have me removed from the house by police order for anything I’ve actually done, there’s nothing stopping her from fabricating a story that might land me in a world of trouble.
While her mind isnt right, it’s not completely wrong either. She’s still very intelligent and can connect some dots. It’s just sometimes those dots go way off course.
Please do not force her to take meds if she doesn’t want it. Just try to convince her to take meds.
I am also a schizophrenic and I haven’t took meds for 2 months and I am doing fine except minor inner conversion and imagining past event with slight variation.
I literally said I cannot force her to. I just made it an available option. Which she has thankfully taken. I’m hoping it will be enough to bring her back from the edge she has been on for the past month.
I know another schizophrenic from work, and while it doesn’t affect him in exactly the same way it affects my wife, there are similarities. Much with anything person related, each one is different, if even just a bit. What’s severe for her might be minor to others, and what’s minor to her might be severe for others. In my wifes case, she starts this very slow spiral downwards as the voices increase in intensity, and beyond the paranoia stage for her is a complete cognitive collapse. We’ve been through that before and she was 302’d as a result.
For my one coworker, the worst he seemed to get after being off his meds for 6ish months was just a loss in focus on work, but he was allllllll about exploring abandoned houses looking for antiques and sorting through his number of storage units to catalog and auction/sell his found trove. Still very functional, mind seemed all together.
I love people, but my god do they challenge me.
I have everything moved to my new apartment finally (except the eggs, they’re gonna suck to move), but I’m not out of the woods yet. I was raised by a hoarder and having boxes stacked in every corner is making me feel filthy.
I started going back to the gym because I couldn’t stand being away any longer. Not sure if that was a good idea because I’m exhausted all the time.
My neighbor who thinks we’re friends because he talks about himself all the time and I’m too meek to stop him actually invited himself inside to talk about himself today, and I wasn’t butch enough to do anything about it.
So yeah, I don’t know. Technically improving, but still bad.
except the eggs, they’re gonna suck to move
Are… these… edible?
I was raised by a hoarder
I apologize and am working on it lol. On a serious note, had I known Marie Kondo had a manga for her The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up, I probably would have dug into it way sooner. It is truly revolutionary!
Oh yeah they’re edible. But I buy them in a big box and I immediately recycled the box part of the packaging and they’re in a flimsy carton with no outer walls, so securing them in the car will suck 😅
Also no need to apologize! I don’t have a frothing hatred for hoarders or anything. It makes no sense to me to resent people for something that affects their quality of life.
In my family’s case it just sucked because my parent had access to mental healthcare but didn’t take advantage of it, and it affected myself, my siblings, and our pets. I go back and forth on how much I actually blame them, but at the end of the day it’s still bad memories and I hate that I keep associating them with my new place.
Well, my father’s funeral service was today. I lost him at the beginning of the month.
It’s been rough. There were a lot of issues between him and I during my childhood which caused me to quickly cut off contact with him after I moved out. But I’d always hoped that eventually there would be a way to fix things, and now that will never happen.
So there’s a lot of guilt. I do not think it was wrong to remove him from my life, but it was never intended to be a permanent thing - it’s forever written in stone as it is now though.
I need to get into some grief counseling, but starting that process has been difficult for me. It doesn’t help that I already have a lot of other medical issues constantly ongoing, and now this is just another thing to add to the list.
So sorry you’re going through this! I know I’m a stranger but I’m just a message away if you’d like a listening ear.
