u/Silent-Nature6439

Hello everyone,

Wife still suffers from schizophrenia after 1.5y of treatment, despite clozapine augmented with amisulpride.

Delusions are somehow contained, partial insight, but still shapes her our everyday. Wakes up late, goes to bed early, mostly stares at wall doing very little, some actions here and there, but nothing meaningful enough to turn that into life.

No job, no diet, no exercise, no cognitive challenges, no seed for any spark to grow again.

Extinguishing the positive symptoms at all cost feels like the trade was her soul. And I’m now wondering how to help her get out of the limbo. She said her new self was better because it found god, while she hasn’t smiled once in forever since this great encounter… says if we must split it’s probably for the better as he has this planned out for a reason. Disregarding all the energy, time and life I drained just to give her a chance to be again.

Anyone with tips or insights to get out of this plateau? I’m not sure I’m ready to accept this present will also be my forever. I grew to hate the medication almost as much as the illness.

Not sure what I’m expecting to hear, maybe someone’s successful attempts can inspire. But it seems only time and luck is the master of all, and I hate passively begging for improvements.

Hello everyone,

Wife has been diagnosed with schizophrenia, been a strange ride for the past year and a half.

After a medical malpractice she was convinced she’d end up paralyzed. The extreme stress pushed her to believe she had done something to offend god, and the devil was now after her.

The medical condition resolved, but the beliefs stayed…

She saw the signs - random nonsense - but somehow enough to let her understand she would be kidnapped within the year.

The medication isn’t really working despite clozapine, she spent the past year going to church or researching theology, mostly the afterlife, sins, punishment and forgiveness. Questions with no answers, questions with no certainties, impossible problems for someone who is only seeking for certainty themselves.

Today, life is slow and sluggish, she sleeps 14h, smokes a pack a day, barely smiles, barely feels, barely has any interests, barely cares… fortunate enough to barely understand she isn’t herself, fortunate enough to barely feel my pain.

So yes it is better now, from bedridden suicidal to getting out and try to do a little for the family, while never doing what the family needs most, trying to take care of her body and mind. In my book of false hopes, do the things you know and you’ll reconnect with who you once were. Naively deluded myself.

Now the frustration and resentment is taking over, pain has been too long, the efforts, too exhausting, all while carrying what’s left of beauty for our son to grow up healthy.
Memories of our perfect life slowly replaced with traumatic visions, turning a love I once though unbreakable into a burden of forever melancholy. From lovers to strangers.

I simply don’t know what to do anymore, my happiness and future is directly tied to this woman, and I have no intentions of abandoning someone I loved so much, and asked for nothing of it. Which makes the suffering even harder to navigate.

I guess my question is, do schizophrenic people end up being themselves once again one day, and what can I do to make sure she heals better and faster? It seems to be all medication, but those took her emotions and personality away…