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June 29, 2005
Schizophrenic Dating
One of these scenarios that does make a good story, but is equally indicative of my stupidity involves my having stayed in a relationship with someone for over a year who was in the initial stages of schizophrenia. When I was in college, I tended to have weird relationships with men who were nice and liked me, but were intimidated by my lack of neediness, and probably thought they'd rather be seen with a truly hot girl anyway. (I have my charms, but I'm not a supermodel.) I met a few weirdos who were willing to play ball, and then, my junior year, I started dating a nice, quiet fellow who seemed totally sweet and open and fun. Within that first month, he drew me into this little circle of crazy within which he would suddenly become someone else for a few hours -- a violent and bitter person, using a voice that wasn't his. He'd threaten me, accuse me, even try to kill me (several times, once by pointing the car at an oncoming truck). When he snapped out of it, he remembered nothing. And if I told him about it, he'd try to jump out the nearest window to die. Stupidly convinced that "my love" could save him or whatever, I stayed with him.
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Posted on June 29, 2005 01:41 PM by schizo284.
Filed in Mental Health Update under schizophrenia.
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That sounds all too familiar. I just ended my "exciting" adventure of dating the insane. The bottom line is this: Even a dispatcher wouldnt send a rescue worker into a situation where they would surely die.
Trying to "save" the insane will only cost you your sanity. And who will be there to "save" you. Probably no one.
Posted by: yummy_summer at August 4, 2008 03:48 AM