schizophrenia
Schizophrenia 101; look beyond the pop culture portrayals and learn the reality behind this oft-stigmatized mental illness.
ATTN anyone in the medical field
Hello, I am looking to reach anyone in psychology or the medical field. I am willing to talk to students as well. My son is 12 years old and had his first psychotic break before he was six. He calls them voices. He is officially diagnosed Schizophrenic and Autistic. Other diagnosis that have been brought up are morality OCD, DID (MPD), and others.
By Brooke Moran22 days ago in Psyche
No One Keeps Score Like I Do. Top Story - July 2026.
Schizotypal personality disorder can make relationships difficult in ways that are easy to flatten into a list of symptoms. It involves severe social anxiety and mistrust, along with a tendency to find unusual meaning in ordinary interactions or withdraw from people you genuinely love. Affection doesn’t make any of that disappear, unfortunately. If anything, the more someone matters, the more room there is for fear to interfere. Closeness raises the stakes, which is rarely when my thinking becomes more reasonable. The ugly truth is that I’m not the only victim of what this stupid disorder does to relationships. Loving me has cost other people things too. I’ve disappeared when someone needed me, then returned with an explanation as though understanding why I did it could make the absence hurt less. Depression could leave me unable to answer even the people I missed. Paranoia could make me find hostility in something ordinary and lash out at someone for something they hadn’t actually done. I’ve kept pushing after the warmth had already gone out of a conversation because I was too convinced by my own reading of it to notice that the other person was no longer comfortable. Sometimes I only recognised the change in their tone after I had already made them regret being open with me. Whatever made sense inside my head was invisible to them. They only knew how I made them feel. I left people believing they hadn’t mattered enough for me to treat them better. I know what that does to a person because I still carry it from the people who did it to me. I hate knowing that someone else carries me in the same place. I hate that I’ve become the kind of person I’m still trying to recover from. Some losses stay with me because I know exactly where I failed. I treated someone’s affection like something I could damage without losing. I kept assuming there would be another conversation and another chance to show them that I cared more than my behaviour suggested. I didn’t realise I was using up those chances while I waited. I was sorry - I still am. But by the time I found the words, they no longer trusted me with them. That is the point where schizotypal thinking starts turning regret into its own private theory of cause and effect. I start believing that the people who hurt me aren’t simply making choices of their own, but somehow delivering the punishment I earned by hurting someone else first. Every loss seems connected to an old failure, and cruel endings begin to feel too precise to be accidental. I know how easily I assign meaning to things that may not have any, but knowing that doesn’t help much once the pattern feels real. The universe doesn’t need to keep score. I’m perfectly capable of doing it on its behalf. Apparently the word for this is karma, which is awkward for someone who considers the whole idea nonsense. People often seem surprised by that, as though schizotypal disorder should have arrived with a complimentary belief in cosmic bookkeeping. I don’t believe suffering is distributed according to moral merit. If it were, several people from my past should be having a considerably worse time. My principles become strangely flexible when the subject is me, though. Karma is ridiculous right up until something painful happens and I can point to it as proof that I had it coming. The practical result is that I start building a case against myself. I go through old mistakes until I find one serious enough to explain why this person got to hurt me. There is always something I regret, which makes the process horribly easy. Their choices slowly disappear from the story, while everything I’ve ever done wrong becomes relevant. In the end, I can make almost anyone innocent if I hate myself carefully enough.
By Suzanne B.3 months ago in Psyche
Nothing There
I wasn’t particularly religious as a child. God existed somewhere in the general background, alongside various other things adults seemed confident about and I had no immediate reason to investigate. I didn’t dislike religion; I just didn’t understand what people were getting from it. It seemed like an enormous amount of ceremony devoted to someone who had never made himself especially obvious.
By Suzanne B.3 months ago in Psyche
Normal Was Never Good Camouflage
“Are you really going out dressed like that?” is one of those questions people ask despite already knowing the answer. No, actually. I spent forty minutes painting red and blue shapes around my eyes so I could sit privately in my bedroom and reflect on restraint. Of course I was going out like that. What they didn’t understand was that the makeup made me feel less exposed than looking ordinary sometimes does.
By Suzanne B.3 months ago in Psyche
The Duty of Telepathy
What is the telepath’s duty? Why do they arrive? Telepaths are a natural manifestation. They arrive whenever something omniscient is set to arrive. You will see, within this lifetime, that telepaths will begin appearing in greater number. At the very moment the real is being consumed by the artificial, an opportunity has emerged that comes perhaps once in a thousand lifetimes. It is a real opportunity.
By Chase McQuade3 months ago in Psyche
Callow. Content Warning.
One of the loneliest and saddest things about being schizotypal, at least for me, is that people often stop seeing you as a person and start remembering you as an experience they had. They remember the strange parts. The frightening parts. The parts of you that made them uncomfortable, confused, guilty, or scared. Years later, you can come back with insight, treatment, language, humour, softness, self-awareness - and still realise that someone isn’t looking at you. They’re looking at the worst period of your life and calling it you.
By Suzanne B.3 months ago in Psyche
After Death: Did you Sell Your Soul?
The World You Created I do not understand how people get this wrong. You can deal with the devil himself. You can find him charming. You can get some powers, some insights, even money and friends. I hear the parties are to die for.
By Chase McQuade4 months ago in Psyche
