New problem!
See, my brother, Mark, who is now 19, is a Schizophrenic. He goes through insane mood swins, and he says he even hears voices sometimes. Because of all this, he's kind of gone into a loner type personality where he doesn't want to be around anyone because he's afraid of what people might think of him. He even dropped out of Highschool! He says he's going to try and change..he even took over my moms job at the church (custodian), but even then he's struggling.
But my question isn't about him. He's been like this for a while now....at least 4 or 5 years.
Everyone is always telling me how much I'm like Mark personality wise. And I'm starting to believe it. My mood swings are terrible! I'll retaliate at anybody! Hell, today I called my Math teacher a nazi just because he asked me to turn off my music! My insecurities are resurfacing, I don't want to be around people anymore (hence my loner talk the past few days) because either I'm thinking about how big I am, how mucked up my face is, or how frizzy my hair is... Usually I never cared about that, but now it's just overwhelming me. I'm "suffering" from malnutrition because I was starving myself and all I was drinking was diet shakes.
Sure, Mark wasn't going on about how fat he was (he's actually REALLY skinny!) But he was always talking about how insecure he was. I'm just more quiet about it.
I never want to get up in the morning (which is why I'm always late)....cause, believe it or not, I'm actualy afraid to go to school. I wish I was taught at home...less social expectations, ya know? I have panic attacks and I'll come up with some fake illness so I don't have to go....it just scares me, and I don't exactly have a comrehendable explanation as to why.
Then there's the drugs, and the drinking.... I haven't smoked pot in a couple of months, but (I think I remember telling some people about this) I caved with the drinking after 5 months of being sober about 2 or 3 weeks ago. It's tempting to just give up completely and just sit in the corner of my bedroom in a cloud of smoke and booze.
Ahh, but just when I thought I couldn't go anymore nuts...well what's this? Whispers in my head? Oh yes. Started about a week ago. At first I thought it was because I was sleep deprived, but then after getting a full nights sleep...I heard them again, except they were actually talking...course, they weren't comprehendable, but still. Voices! I think that's what is setting me off all the time. Because my so called "friends" are talking (and by that I mean, interrupting me whenever I try to say even the smallest thing), and then the "head bunch" are going nuts in my brain and it's stressing, so I'll just snap at whoever is around me. Or just walk off and wallow.
I haven't really told anybody about the voices thing. Even my mom doesn't know. Hell, she doesn't know about any of this (err...except when she caught me drinking that one time...but she didn't say anything about it). I want to tell her, but I see how she cries all the time about Mark and I don't want to add to it.
Say I'm overreacting, but I felt I had to get this out. And if anyone can help, I thank you in advance.
Sorry for rambling...