I saw the other thread on Schizophrenia, and decided to start my own thread rather than hijack.
I read with interest that schizophrenia generally starts in adolecence or adulthood, because the girl I know has been “funny” since infancy. She’s only one day younger than me, and she’s my mother’s friend’s daughter. My mother says it’s like she didn’t want to be born, her mother’s labor kept starting and stopping. Eventually, she was born, but she wasn’t like other babies. She didn’t laugh, or even smile. She didn’t talk much right up until she started school. Left alone with other children her age, she would punch and kick and hit them, around age 2. When she did start school, she had trouble making and keeping friends. The girls who did befriend her had a lot to put up with, and I remember an incident where she drove away all her friends by dousing them in fruit juice, despite them screaming for her to stop. Yet she got angry at them for not finding it as funny as she did.
She had a terrible temper, and would scream and bite pieces out of her furniture. She was always paranoid, and was convinced that everyone was watching her. She would stare at people to see if they were looking at her, and cause a fuss when they did glance her way. She hated people to look at her. She couldn’t ever hold down a conversation because she would either talk too much or too little. Somedays you can’t get her to speak, others she’ll just come out with a stream of unrelated questions that she won’t give you a chance to answer.
When we were twelve, we ended up in the same school, and class, for the first time ever. Naturally I made friends with her because she had no other friends and she was my mother’s friend’s daughter. She seemed happy to hang around with me and my other friends, and they all accepted her, but she eventually drove us all away. She was as skinny as a rake handle, and would make comments like “I’m going home tonight to pig out so I can get fat like you guys”, and then she’d laugh and say she didn’t mean it. We didn’t appreciate it. Her behaviour got worse, and in the end we stopped being friends with her.
One day in class, my friends and I were sitting together laughing. She was on the other side of the room. We weren’t facing her, talking about her, or anything. Suddenly she stood up, came across the room to me, screamed “Stop laughing at me”, picked up my pen and stabbed me in the leg with it. I went to my year level co-ordinator and demanded that I be transferred away from her. Since I had friends in the class and she didn’t, they transferred her into a different class.
She started skipping classes, but unlike other kids who would skip classes they didn’t like, or skip to go do some other activity, she would just skip classes, and walk around the school, alone. I recall watching her from the window one day, walking around in the pouring rain. She was soaked through. In those conditions, other people would go to class just to keep out of the weather. She didn’t seem to think like that. She would stand in the rain and be miserable instead of going to school and doing activities that she seemed to like.
As an adult (she’s now 25), she still has no friends and her mother has to watch her like a child. At times she goes into a state where she’s unable to care for herself, and her mother has to wash her hair for her and help her dress. When she’s not on medication, she sees “dirty” women and angels of death and all kinds of horrifying things. On the medication, she’s like a zombie. She smokes, and her mother has to ration her cigarettes or she’ll just sit and smoke until they are all gone. She is completely unable to take care of herself. She still either talks too much or not at all, and she makes me uneasy. She stares at me with a sly little smile on her face. Having been on the receiving end of her temper many times, I am afraid of her because she can be violent. I fear for her mother, and for mine.
Does this sound like schitzophreia, or something else? I’ve wondered if she’s autistic because she can’t seem to relate to others, and I guess it’s possible that she’s both, but I know nothing about schitzophrenia.