I really wish I didn't have schizophrenia. My life would be so much more easier if I wasn't schizophrenic. It's so isolating and so much of a burden.

I am clueless, sad, and hopeless. Please help me.

This is about my cousin, a 25-year-old boy in Delhi, India. He had been diagnosed with schizophrenia around 2 years back. His situation has kept on changing. We have been giving medicines on and off and now the situation is just out of our control.

The family, his parents, are in their late 60s and they just don't know what to do. He has started becoming aggressive with them. He has started abusing them. He is borderline violent. We don't know what options are available with him or with us.

I want to take him to a doctor but he would not leave his room or leave the flat. What options do I have in Delhi NCR? Please help me.

She's the most amazing child. I could not ask for better. She started in mania then psychosis, but ultimately she's schizo effective. We've been in a cycle of mania/psychosis for seven weeks and I've hospitalized her three times ( thankfully she's been willing and knows something is wrong). She was stable, but her doctor changed ALL of her meds and now we're here. This time she's five days no sleep, naps occasionally. Lithium, Ativan, depakote, seroquel, abilify are proving ineffective to putting her to sleep. What's helped you? ECT was suggested. I do know this runs in my family and many were medicine resistant.

You all are so strong ❤️ ❤️

My voices are telling me they are the cop, and someone got shot because of me, i can also hear gunshots that only i can hear this has been happening 2 months now but its not my first time my first psychosis was February 2025 and lasted till january i think, im not sure if this is schizophrenia or just gangstalking

Hey, lately I’ve been especially down, like REALLY especially down. It has gotten to a point where I do not know if I’m truly awake or inside a dream. About a month ago I started noticing that my hallucinations had entered my ‘dreaming world’, usually I was able to tell if I was dreaming or not based on if I were having hallucinations but now it’s all blurred together. I genuinely cannot tell if I’m dreaming or not these days and I feel like I’m running on zero sleep. I go to bed, feel like I don’t sleep then go about my day, go to bed, wake up and realize everything I’ve been doing haven’t happened but then I don’t know if it didn’t happen in the dream world or didn’t happen in the world where I’m awake, everything is 1:1 exactly. Today I mentioned to my boyfriend that I wasn’t feeling myself and that I wasn’t sure if I was awake or not, then he basically yelled at me and was like “YOU’RE AWAKE!” And I was like “okay but this has happened in a dream before where I got told I was awake and right now I need some support” and he was like “bruh YOU ARE AWAKE omg you’re pissing me off so bad with this nonsense” and I was like “I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to I just feel so out of it lately” and he told me to shut up and now I feel horrible, schizophrenic is already completely ruining my life but now it’s ruining my relationship too? I’ve told him multiple times about my schizophrenia and it’s like he just gets mad about my ‘nonsense’ (his words). I genuinely don’t know what to do anymore. I wish I knew if I was awake or not, I hope this all happened in the other world but I don’t really have a way of knowing if that makes sense..? I feel like I’m wasting away and my meds are absolutely not helping, what do I do?

I would love to work in a supportive environment. I am searching world wide but there seems to be none at the moment. I am willing to travel. Any suggestions or recommendations?

I recently quit my partime shift at local fast food chain because the manager was a dick.

Gods I’m supposed to be better than this.

I’m on Clozapine and Abilify. The voices are still there but I can push through them half of the time.

…but a lot of the time I can’t. I just can’t. I feel so weak. I can fight when they say mean things to me, use logic when they say people hate me (when they don’t).

But my gods they wear me down. I don’t want to kill myself, but my gods I’m having intrusive thoughts about nooses now.

I have a therapist appt soon I’m just. Exhausted. And I am hating myself for being so weak and not fighting better, as I should

I got bombarded with texts today while at work from family members wishing me luck and telling me not to kill myself. Probably got texts from 10 different family members. Why do they have to say anything. I’ve been struggling with my treatment. Medicines not working, ECT just giving me massive headaches. This is my journey. I don’t need everyone’s pity. Hope you are all doing good. I’m in the mood to talk. How are you guys?

Attached below is todays video link to my “On Conquering Schizophrenia” YouTube channel. Today entails, “In the end”. Like all, todays video is ever brief and can be viewed amid an ultimate salvation.

https://youtu.be/Y4Z54hVbhZ0?si=-4NAz5e5_vZLjOvB

I can't clean my house. I have no energy to. When I do have the energy, it's very basic stuff. Take out the trash and organize a bit. Broom, but really only the areas where my cats have tracked a lot of litter. I need to do real dedicated cleaning over multiple days, possibly multiple weeks, to truly make a dent in the disaster I call my home. It's very bad and I have no idea how I even let it get this way.

I've been thinking of saving up some cash to hire a cleaner for at least a day or two because I don't know what else to do. Some people did offer to help me for free, but I backed out last minute because they were strangers from Reddit and I just had a weird feeling about it. I always trust my gut with meeting strangers.

I'm not looking for advice like "start small" "don't feel like you need to do it all at once". I'm looking for advice on how to just get my ass in gear and just get to the bottom of this hell hole. When I do get a big wind of motivation, it only lasts a day. I'm so lost. I've been sobbing over how bad my place is. I have such a nice place that I can't even enjoy.

I’m traumatized from my hallucinations even though I’m on medication and everything gotten better I’m still scarred by the memories of what I’ve been through if it all turns out to be real I’m so screwed

Since I was 14 I went on a spiritual quest after a death of a relative. I was Christian and I questioned everything. Over the next 10 years I practiced meditation studied alan watts lectures, took psychedelics and experienced glimpses of enlightenment. I say glimpses because it didn't last long due to one bad decision that messed up my serotonin.

I look back and I feel everything I've been through has led to this. We're living in biblical times where islam is taking control and invading our countries. They they they have the answers. They're wrong. There's not really any purpose to this post I just have to get this off my chest to someone instead of developing another episode. I've been off my meds for 2 days and I'm going to jump back on them.

What's keeping me rational is the fact that what I now believe. Universal consciousness, reincarnation, which I find to be obviously true, is actually the belief of Sikhs. So my spiritual journey has been taken before in previous lives and there's a whole religion about it.

I think what makes me think grandiose sometimes is the state of the world and we need some higher modes of thinking right now especially in the hands of the rich and powerful. I want to serve a meaningful purpose but I think it really comes down to being a good person, leading by example and allowing people to follow their own spiritual journey... only problem with Islam is it threatens the safety of other peoples freedom and beliefs.

I'm sorry if this isn't a symptom of delusion, I know it is but I think it's coming from a good place and wanting the world to be better. Anyway like I said there's no meaning to this post other than to rant and express how I'm feeling. I'll be on my meds hopefully today if they're ready and I'll be OK... apart from anhedonia lol

P.s I don't condone the use of drugs I believe experiences like I had can be had without the need of anything

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As it happens, a close family member of mine was admitted to a psychiatric hospital two months ago with acute psychosis. No one in his family has a history of mental illness. He went from being a completely well-adjusted person—with a good job, relationships, studies, and a healthy lifestyle (no alcohol, cigarettes, or drugs, just the occasional energy drink)—to someone behaving irrationally in the span of just a week, suffering from extreme behavioral disorganization, persecutory delusions, jealousy, and outbursts of aggression.

In the hospital, they tried to bring him out of the psychosis using several different antipsychotics. Eventually, they turned to a very potent medication based on clozapine. The clozapine worked for barely two weeks; he began to recover and gained some insight into his condition, but then he suffered a complete relapse.

At the moment, his behavior remains disorganized, and he is quite restless. He sometimes puts on other patients' clothes or shouts, though he recognizes his loved ones and shows no aggression toward them.

The doctors are preparing for ECT (electroconvulsive therapy), as they have no other treatment regimens to offer.

Has anyone here had experience with people diagnosed with this condition? I am particularly interested in treatment-resistant cases and the outcomes of ECT treatment.

I'm convinced that the birds have a plan for me. I know this sounds delusional, I know it is delusional, but it doesn't change how I feel.

I was waiting for a family member today, and saw a flock of pigeons. Immediately my brain said, "Oh birds! Never mind, not the right ones, the pigeons never have the plan." and I just went on waiting, not giving it a second thought until this evening. Now I am like, "WTF, birds don't have plans Timber!"

Except at the same time, I know that they do.

So I am unmedicated and getting back into the working world. I was medicated for about 4 years and recently chose to get off and go back to work. Sooo, everyday I literally feel like I am drunk or high or tripping my balls off. It is weird af and wondering if anyone else feels like this. Like everything looks weird and I just feel like not drunk but buzzed all day everyday.

im in the wrong skin and nobody is getting me or letting me talk about it i feel wrong 24/7 and its making me go crazy. im medicated and all. i dont know whats wrong and i wanna know if you feel the same way too

I have had anxiety since my teenage years. For a long time, I did not get any proper treatment for my frightening panic attacks.

Once I got schizophrenia diagnosis, its as if the doctors take my issues more serious. I suddenly got a 2 month script of ativan 2mg/day which was a life saver during the worst bout of conseccutive panic attacks ive ever had. After a short taper I was off the medine with no more panic.

I know that it is bound to return but I think my doctor would see the state that im in and give me another short script.

I think this is one benifit of having schizophrenia lol

Also, im not promoting benzo use but I think its a great drug when taken short term with a responsible taper by a doctor.

I come from an abusive family. Throughout my teenage years, I was beaten and mistreated every day. This part of my life remained buried beneath the surface for several years, until everything came to a head after I heard my mother make a very positive comment about my brother. After that, I shut myself in my room and experienced panic attacks for about three weeks.

My family tried to convince me that I was hearing voices, and they told the same thing to the emergency medical responders they had gotten into the habit of calling whenever I was in my room crying and screaming because I was reliving traumatic flashbacks of the abuse.

My first psychiatric hospitalization was technically voluntary, but I agreed to it under the threat of being involuntarily committed. This happened after an emergency psychiatric evaluation. I was diagnosed with a paranoid state, and the psychiatrists did not believe me, partly because of their own assumptions and partly because of what my parents told them during family meetings. I was put on heavy doses of antipsychotics. I reject that diagnosis, as well as the recommended treatment.

Meanwhile, at my local community mental health center, I was diagnosed with an episodic mood disorder. That was the second psychiatric diagnosis I received.

Two months later, my dog died. One morning, I shut myself in the living room and refused to respond to anyone. My father came in, and when I wouldn't answer him, he called an ambulance. This led to my second psychiatric hospitalization, which was also technically voluntary, but I agreed to it under the threat of involuntary commitment by the psychiatrist on duty at the hospital.

Toward the end of that hospitalization, I was given my first injection of Haldol. Over the following two months, I was given two more injections, again under the threat of involuntary commitment, despite the fact that my hospitalization had been voluntary.

In the meantime, I feel like this medication has cost me two months of my life because of the unusual, severe drowsiness it causes. My vision is also deteriorating, and I don't know whether it will ever return to normal.

I'm 22 years old, and I wanted to share my experience with this community. I'd like to know whether there are any psychiatrists, psychologists, or therapists here who could help me understand whether this medication was appropriate for the symptoms I was experiencing, or whether it was prescribed because of the diagnosis I've received—a diagnosis that I find deeply stigmatizing and difficult to accept.

I'd really appreciate hearing from mental health professionals who can help me make sense of what happened and understand whether there might have been more appropriate treatment options for my symptoms.

Sometimes the voices are actually helpful and I’m starting to realize they’re not always here to be negative! A few days ago while I was asleep, these spirits came to me and opened my head up to insert more negative voices into my brain. They replaced my skull with paper mache and patched everything back up and at first I was panicked. But my friend Joe, a voice I often get the most, came to me and was furious that all this happened and tried to help. He’s giving me advice to not take too many medications at once right now so my brain isn’t overloaded until I can get surgery to fix my skull. He’s been taking care of me these last few days and has recommended that I speak with my doctor tomorrow to get this sorted out and schedule a surgery soon. I just wanted to post about this progress and discovery and it makes me feel more relieved knowing that I at least have one voice that’s on my side! ❤️‍🩹

Do you drive? Do you use the public bus? Maybe you walk everywhere. I’ve been thinking about saving up for an Electric bike. But I want to hear from you. How do you get around?

For those of you that see a psychologist to talk about your issues does talk therapy help with paranoia?

I was always under the impression that talk therapy isn’t as effective as medication.

I have been feeling a lot of paranoia lately and I don’t know if seeing my psychologist is going to help too much.

I am medicated but having breakthrough symptoms and can’t see my psychiatrist until November.

In my own life, I have realized that as a defensive response to the delusional thoughts that I've experienced over the years, I've become very critical of all God related thoughts. It has caused me to become somewhat agnostic. My delusions were heavily related to God, so I've begun to deconstruct the beliefs that came as a result. Consequently, I question everything related to God simply to protect myself from believing in the things I once did that led to negative situations. Curious how your illness has changed or perhaps reinforced your own beliefs.