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Please Consider Supporting Me on Patreon

Hey Schizoblog followers,

Mike Hedrick here, your loyal writer. This past week I made a post about struggling to support myself and Matt left a comment saying a could join Patreon to get some help with my efforts on the schizophrenia blog.

My page can be found here: https://www.patreon.com/thehedrick

For those of you who don’t know (as I didn’t) Patreon is a tool used by creators to fund their projects through the support of patrons like you. When you pledge to support my work, each month pattern takes your pledges and allows me to use them for hosting the blog, paying my bills and general life satisfaction.  Read More →

You Are Not Alone with Schizophrenia

In the eight years I’ve lived with schizophrenia I’ve seen horrible days and I’ve seen days where the sun seemed to shine just right on my face and strike a certain happiness in my soul.

Throughout everyday though, I’ve struggled with my thoughts.

There isn’t a day that goes by where a bit of panic doesn’t creep up into me. In those moments it can feel like the world is against you. It can feel like you are the only person alive who is feeling that certain kind of panic but I’m here to tell you that you’re not. Read More →

In Mental Illness, A Strong Support System is Essential

When I was diagnosed with schizophrenia eight years ago it was like walking in a fog. I was lost in my delusions, I was confused about what was happening to me and I was trying to grapple with what exactly reality was.

My family was suffering too.

They had no background with mental illness and no frame of reference about what to expect with it.

I had asked for help a few times but they just thought my skewed thinking was a result of smoking marijuana and that once I stopped everything I would be fine. It didn’t click for them until after my first major episode when they took me to the hospital and I was finally diagnosed.

I don’t recall a whole lot from those first few months but I’m sure my parents were racking their brains for an answer about what to do with their son. It was even disclosed to me later on that my mom had sought anti-depressants because she was so concerned. Read More →