Hello, my dad is insane. I don't know how he got it, but whatever. He tortured animals because they hurt me. He beat me with a belt holding on to my neck. I pretty sure I passed out that night, because I bit him or something. He taught me to rip someone's face off. He lied down on train tracks naked. The weird thing is that when I hug him, I still feel safe with him. Even if he said, "She's dead to me," when he thought I wasn't listening in.
My family hids the keys and hides in the kitchen whispering when he has his moments. My father finally moved on from my mom and had another child with some chick. I fear for my baby sister's life. My mother in law is too weak, to handle my father's out bursts. Once my grandma dies... That family is going to die with her.
I probably need help, the only reason that got me where I am today is my mind repeating "if you don't want to be like your father you must," "what are you insane," "you don't want to be like him," that sh*t. "If you cut yourself, you'll be just like him" I'm pretty sure that's unhealthy. Lol. I'm 15 years old, and my dad is insane. My whole family is insane it's like the white trash family in how to kill a mocking bird.
I felt alone. I felt my fate was already set to be just like him when I found out my dad was insane. I didn't want to know anymore then that my dad was different, because I knew I was different. i was afraid what would happen to me if people found if I was less then them. Insane. I fear becoming more like my father. Does anybody understand that feeling?
I didn't really 'grow up' around my dad. I have bits and pieces of memories, like him abusing my mother and my older (half) brother, but never me. His first real child.. his baby girl. My mother divorced him for some bar fly she met, and moved to the other side of the state when I was 12. Even then, I had only been seeing my dad every other weekend. He seemed normal.. He was happy, aside from the divorce. When we did get to visit him, he took us to church a lot. He's the reason I have my head on straight. He took me to church, and taught me how I should act. He taught me to be kind, and help people out when they needed it. Growing up with my mom and her bar fly boyfriend, I begged to go live with my dad. So when I graduated high school and turned 18, that's just what I did. I left my three brothers, my mother, and her new meth-head husband (not the bar fly) and I moved 4 hours north.
I quickly learned that the man I made up in my head as a child wasn't the man my dad was anymore. The second summer I lived with my dad, he hit my brother for some still un-known reason. He had started drinking at this point. A lot. I was in and out of his house, living with friends, and an old boyfriend. That was years ago now.
Now I have my own house, and have been in this town for 5 years. Recently, I talked with a friend about my dads behavior. I have grown used to it, but careful not to bring anyone around, or warn them before hand if I do. But this friend I talked too, said his behavior sounded like Paranoid Schizophrenia, and I contemplated it, and changed the subject.
Today has somewhat set me back. And I'm sorry this is a long story, I just thought some back ground might have been good. Today, while sitting in my dads truck with him, I googled Paranoid Schizophrenia, and I was dumbfounded. I always thought my dad just had some weird personality. He always swore there were people after him, putting things in his food and drinks, and breaking into his house. He would see people on their cell phones and think it was a walkie-talkie, and that they were following him. He always said he heard the voice of God and that sometimes he would lead him. I remember one time I said something, and my dad said "I've been hearing that quote all day long, don't let them control you." He would say stuff like that, and my brothers and I would just ignore it. We thought he was just.. crazy. When he would buy cases of water, he would have me drink one first to see if there was poison (or something) in it. There never was. Long story short, my brothers have stopped coming around. It seems my dad is getting worse. All he does is stay home and drink, and go to work. I don't know how he survives. I'm all he has, I think. And I don't think he realizes what he does, or how crazy he sounds most of the time. I don't know how to tell him, or even actually talk to him. I'm afraid I just have to deal with it, and just be there for him. I know he won't accept that anything is wrong. In my dads eyes, he is perfect, and it's everyone else around him that is flawed. I'm afraid if I mention anything, he will just think "they are controlling me." I just need help. I don't know what to do anymore.
I'm sorry I really needed to vent.
in everyday life to fight by myself even the "slightest toughts". And hear this: if your parent is like mine he will do anything for his family and with my strong sense of emphaty i am so sorry and sad for him because he is SUCH A GOOD MAN and everyone will still think about him as loonatic. I will help him with everything, support him and never give up on him. If you want to know if youre schyzo yourself there are only 2 options-either you know you have problems fight it with your inner strenght(only few people are capable of it) or go to psychiatrist go to tests.
My dad is schizophrenic as well, currently I am 13 years old and he started showing signs when I was 10 it's crazy to imagine coming home to find your dad telling you there are bugs in the house people listening to us and monitoring us. It almost caused my parents to get a divorce because my dad thought my mom was going to kill him and somehow ship him to China to be cut into little pieces, it got to the point where we had to call the hospital to come take him away to a crazy house and after he came back he was scared. He was too scared to say anything or do anything because he doesn't want to go back, he's still like this he can't hold up a conversation or remember my age, it's insane. I miss my old dad so so much, the only thing I have to say is to try to be there for the person in your life that has schizophrenia and just hope for the best because honestly, assuming the worst is the worst thing you can do. Good luck.