Hello! I would like to know, does this sound like schizophrenia to you?
My mother often laughs everyday, and it isn’t just like that, “oh, funny scene thing.” She laughs at the walls, laughs at murder scenes, laughs at commercials, laughs at fans, laughs at toilets, etc. She’s convinced that my dad is trying to murder her and has tried to get tickets to NV and take me there with her by force. This, luckily, did not work.
For all the years I’ve been alive, she has not had a single friend. She believes artistry, medicine, and many others do not exist. What I mean by this is, “no one does that any more!”
She refuses to get any help, or go to any doctor. She would used to beat me with a stick when I was 8 and when I confront her about it years later she does not know. Maybe just because it had been 2 years later, I do not know.
She has gained weight, stopped caring for her appearance and such. Also, going back to the laughing part, here’s an example of what happened yesterday. She started screaming for 20 seconds, then cussing for 30-40 seconds, then started to giggle for 30 seconds. She doesn’t like to
look at me or talk to me. Last year, she would threaten to kill other family members and told me to die.
Also last year, she would give me disgusted stares when I passed by. Just for the record, I am pre-teen, teenager age. Moving on, when she got taken away by the police, I found that she was sleeping with a knife. I think when I was younger she would also call me worthless and ugly, because
I remember thinking that so often and still now it affects me. Another
thing, she can’t keep a job. Tried to lie to get job, always got in trouble with employers, eventually gave up when I was born. Sometimes it feels comfortable living with her, because she hasn’t tried to kill us yet and is just cussing/giggling. Other times I do not feel safe bec. she’s screaming at the top of her lungs and giving threats all around. Oh, and she would tell me there was cameras all around the house. Also very racist, did not want me to have many friends, never to trust teachers, etc. Sometimes seems nice to me, says how’s your day if she picks me up from the bus stop. Cooks and cleans for me, hasn’t decided to kill me yet, so maybe I’m complaining over something useless on how she treats me. But I do not like the way she treats my father whatsoever, and I do not want to live with her. (Or talk to her for that matter.) What can I do? Any good idea of action? And do you think is schizophrenia?
(Apologizes for the long paragraph.)