Space, you need to stop reading up about Schizophrenia or related illnesses. All it is doing it reinforcing your obsession - which raises your anxiety, which then makes your DR/DP. I know how difficult it is - because you want a 'label' for what you are feeling, to find something that might explain how you are feeling. In another way, your obsessional rumination is eager for you to find out horrible possibilities, so as to continue to feed on your fears. Don't let it.
I'd wager that virtually everyone with DR/DP has, at some point or another, become convinced that they are developing Schizophrenia. I know I did. I trawled through the internet, read books on mental illness, and (because there is a paucity of literature on DR/DP) became convinced that I was in the early stages of Schizophrenia. But that's not the case...DR/DP and Schizophrenia are about as far apart on the mental health spectrum as an in-growing toenail and a brain tumour. You are not going 'mad' - not, not not, not, not, not. You can't accept this because, at the moment, you are in a world of horror - and, perhaps, accepting that you have schizophrenia might seem to be an easy way out. Well, sorry chum - you haven't got schizophrenia and you aren't going to develop it. You've got DR/DP/Depression/Anxiety, and you've got to find a way out.
There is always a way out, even if the door is someone in the dark, guarded by a 1001 demons. First off, you need to stabalise yourself, with medication I reckon, and then - when you're a little less frightened and a little more grounded, you will be able to gather your thoughts and strength and start to grope forward towards the door. That's the tricky part of course, but you must try. If and when you do get stabalised a little, don't allow yourself to relax and 'settle' in that state, because sooner or later, if you don't really start to fight, then you'll lose your grip and fall back into the stinking DR/DP pit - trust me, I know.
Good lucky buddy. On the other side of the door is a life worth living.
I'd wager that virtually everyone with DR/DP has, at some point or another, become convinced that they are developing Schizophrenia. I know I did. I trawled through the internet, read books on mental illness, and (because there is a paucity of literature on DR/DP) became convinced that I was in the early stages of Schizophrenia. But that's not the case...DR/DP and Schizophrenia are about as far apart on the mental health spectrum as an in-growing toenail and a brain tumour. You are not going 'mad' - not, not not, not, not, not. You can't accept this because, at the moment, you are in a world of horror - and, perhaps, accepting that you have schizophrenia might seem to be an easy way out. Well, sorry chum - you haven't got schizophrenia and you aren't going to develop it. You've got DR/DP/Depression/Anxiety, and you've got to find a way out.
There is always a way out, even if the door is someone in the dark, guarded by a 1001 demons. First off, you need to stabalise yourself, with medication I reckon, and then - when you're a little less frightened and a little more grounded, you will be able to gather your thoughts and strength and start to grope forward towards the door. That's the tricky part of course, but you must try. If and when you do get stabalised a little, don't allow yourself to relax and 'settle' in that state, because sooner or later, if you don't really start to fight, then you'll lose your grip and fall back into the stinking DR/DP pit - trust me, I know.
Good lucky buddy. On the other side of the door is a life worth living.
