WillySenior Contributor
Coping with normal people
I have been reflecting today on whether it is a good idea or not to open up to people about my mental illness. I have come to the conclusion that is just not worth the risk. Quite a lot of people will just back away and a few may become openly hostile. Those in any position of authority often become judgmental, controlling and even abusive. Try reporting anything like that to the Mental Health Complaints Commission and you get subjected to even more abuse.
I can think of three reasons for opening up to others. The first and probably strongest reason for me is looking for sympathy and understanding. Hoping people will make some allowances for my idiosyncrasies that have resulted from this life long mental illness and the mistreatment that I have been subjected to because of it.
The second is a desire to be open and honest and to stop hiding and pretending.
The third is when I come across someone else with mental health issues and I just want to say. Hey! I understand what your going through. I have similar problems.
There are probably other reasons but that is all I can think of at the moment.
The underlying problem is how to get along with other people in this world, particularly so called "normal" people who seem to me a lot of the time to be anything but normal. I am finding lately that people get so easily triggered by things that I do or say.
One way to get by is to simply withdraw but then I sometimes feel I want to poke my head up out of the hole and enjoy a bit of life. When I do I inevitably upset someone sooner or later and then feel horrible, ugly and often angry about it. I poked my head up in this forum a few weeks ago and received a most unpleasant and very traumatic response from one of the moderators. This has happened to me now a number of times. These people think they think they are being so "nice" and "professional".
This situation is the story of my life. I am not sure if my nature caused my mental illness or the other way around. The mental illness didn't start to show up until my late teens which is pretty normal but the symptoms of it have always been there as far back as I can remember.
Despite the stigma of being labelled with schizophrenia, things have improved significantly over the years but it looks like I will never "get better". It seems that all I can do is to try and improve my skills for coping with the pain of life that ebbs and flows and the stress and trauma of having to deal with all these screw ball people who call themselves normal.