Anyone been labeled psychotic?
No; I like your long rambles! They're interesting!
Your story sort of reminds me of one of my good friends from elementary school from grades 2 through 6. When in high school, she tried to get in with the in crowd, who didn't like me, so at least twice when people asked if she was my friend, she said no. Once it happened right in front of me! I guess because I'm only one person and there were a lot of new friends she would be losing if she stayed with me. Kind of boring compared to yours, of course.
ahhh, naw, im sure we all have our own horriffic experiences, please dont get me wrong I had it about as good as any kid could, nice middle upper class neghborhood, intact family, but many who lived in my neghboorhood were stuck up snobs, and i knew i never wanted to live like that.
I had a good childhood really, looking back, full of interesting, or detailed, some bad, most good. It was high school and collage that were miserable as far as social hurdles, lessons, weve all been their, or many of us have. I am very thankful for what I had growing up, their are others who had it much worse, i have many crazy storys, ive read crazy stories on here, heh, we all lead very interesting, uneque lives!
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DX'ed with HFA as a child. However this was in 1987 and I am certain had I been DX'ed a few years later I would have been DX'ed with AS instead.
I've gone to school with tons of stuck-up snobs too... and then the wannabe inner-city wanna-be gangster kind who lived in the welfare projects and found ANY excuse to pick on people... from the braces on their teeth to the fact that they failed art to the fact that they were getting tutoring in the resource room to their hair color to their accent to their heritage.
Aw, my post is so BORING!
Oh well; I posted it anyway.
i liked it, in fact i enjoy reading anybodys post of early memories, wanna see all of our similarities or differences.
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DX'ed with HFA as a child. However this was in 1987 and I am certain had I been DX'ed a few years later I would have been DX'ed with AS instead.
Yes! It has been the same with me. All my life I had these illusionary ideas that maybe people were laughing at me behind my back. If someone made a remark that could be interpreted as sarcastic, I automatically assumed that this was the case, while probably it was just meant well. When people smiled at me, I took it as ridiculing, while probably (in 75% of all cases) it was only meant to cheer me on, or to be friendly, or something like that.
I also had a major psychosis once, when I was 25. I was dating a woman who (as it turned out) was a professional "love scammer" who stripped men of their money. She was originally from Russia, but was brought to Holland (my country) by the man she married. He was a very rich engineer (who was 30 years older than she), and she often told me how she thought him so "manly" because he always bought her expensive clothes, jewelry, etc., constantly comparing me to him and calling me a greedy bastard if I didn't buy her enough stuff. After they divorced, she started seeing another rich dude (who was 20 years older, and who owned a large apartment in the center of Amsterdam, which is extremely expensive). She told me how docile and servile he always was, and how he did everything she asked.
After a few such relationships, this woman chose me for her next victim. Not that I'm rich, which obviously I'm not, but she did it anyway. And after some time she had such an influence over me, that I also did everything she asked. I bought her expensive clothes, and I even payed her rent. She had me sign her rent contract, in order to make me liable. She was often abusive, partly because of her alcoholism and "substance abuse". My parents and family tried everything in their power to get me out of that relationship, but this woman had such a witch-like influence over me that I became psychotic -- literally so, as I was later officially diagnosed with psychosis. In the end, I managed somehow to get out of that disastrous relationship (how that went, is a different story which maybe I shouldn't write down here).
That's my story about psychosis. Sorry about the long post. It's kind of a relief to be able to commit this to writing, because it still bothers me so much (after three years even). By the way, I still take antipsychotic medicine (olanzapine, 5 mg a day).