The Schizophrenic Mom
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I am a mother of 2 precious angels who drive me slightly more crazy
than I already am with a diagnosis of schizophrenia.
When asked "are you crazy?!" my favorite come back is:
"yes! And I have the papers to prove it! How about you?" LOL
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A Headache, Pain Killers, Surgery... and then drama.... Content Warning.
This week has been really hard. My oldest ended up in the ER last weekend due to severe ear pain. He had an ear infection. I updated his father and let him know that we would need to come up with a joint plan for medication transfer. His father informed me that I would have to give him access to my mailbox/property. I said no.
By The Schizophrenic Mom3 months ago in Families
A Call for Help. Top Story - December 2025. Content Warning.
"I want to kill myself." The tremble in the voice showed the emergency of the emotion, but was too subtle for most to notice. The man was stressed and had trouble showing his emotions in a typical way - as if there is such a concept as typical or normal.
By The Schizophrenic Mom3 months ago in Chapters
A Multitude of Blessings
Today was Thanksgiving here in the United States. I am nestled in tonight in a warm home with heat, two adorable children who got to spend the day with their Mommy, and my boyfriend. I have had a lot of things lately that I am not exactly thankful for, but I wanted to take a moment to count my blessings.
By The Schizophrenic Mom3 months ago in Families
Anxiety... Autism... or both?. Content Warning.
I've been having a lot of meltdowns and shutdowns in this past year. It's been almost 9 months since I was diagnosed with autism. It was an expensive diagnosis that has honestly been more problematic than helpful (but hopefully that will change soon).
By The Schizophrenic Mom3 months ago in Psyche
The Heartbreak - then the Repeat
It wasn't my first heartbreak, but it was the first one that shattered my heart like it was made of glass. I had wanted it to work - so badly that I stayed silent and tried my best to push through everything and be someone that I couldn't look at in the mirror. I remember being so thankful that I never bruised. I remember being so grateful that when people asked questions, that I could use that I was shy or that it was our faith and I was being a good submissive wife.
By The Schizophrenic Mom8 months ago in Fiction
