CHOICES II-10 - Impediments to Acceptance 1I

Robin Cunningham Health Guide
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    In my last blog posted 29/30 November 2008 at

     http://www.healthcentral.com/schizophrenia/c/100/50595/ii-impediments

    I indicated that there were three types or sources of stigma that, although touched upon in previous SharePosts, I wanted to consider individually and in more detail.  These are family, provider and consumer stigma.  This blog will address family stigma.

     

    The response of core family members [mother, father, child, siblings, or live-in grandparent] to the discovery that someone within this family circle has a serious mental illness can vary significantly.  The response varies according to age, experience with mental illness, ethnicity, economic status, and so on. 

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    The response of more distant family members, such as uncles, aunts, cousins, etc. can be quite different.  Below in an abridged excerpt from my memoir that portrays the reaction of an uncle [my mother's older brother] when I was first hospitalized.

     

    [At the time, I thought I had a special mission from God that would save the universe from destruction.  I also believed I was being harassed constantly by three of Satan's demons, whom I had named: One, Two, and Three.  I believed the demons were trying to induce me to embrace Satan and accept a "wonderful destiny" he had prepared for me.  The demons' comments are shown in bold italics with quotes.  When responding to these demons, my comments are shown in italics with quotes.  My thinking is shown in italics without quotes.]

     

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    Uncle Marvin's sudden appearance startled me.  When I jerked in surprise, the carton of milk I was holding slipped through my fingers and landed upside down on my breakfast tray, spilling its contents.

     

    "Look at you!"  Uncle Marvin said.  "You're a mess.  You hair is a rat's nest and you're not even dressed yet."

     

    I said nothing.

     

    "You had better straighten-up, young man," Marvin warned.  "You've got your parents spending a fortune on this hospital, not to mention that crackpot doctor.  You're acting like a spoiled brat and you're an embarrassment to the whole family."

     

    "Where did this character come from?"  Three asked.  "Is he family?"

     

    "He's my uncle."

     

    "Doesn't he know you're being prepared?"  Two asked.

     

    "You're not talking about your benefactor's ‘wonderful destiny' again are you?  Why don't you give up?"

     

    "Maybe if you don't say anything, your uncle will get tired and go away," Three suggested.

     

    "Not Uncle Marvin!"

     

    "Dr. Levy's not a crackpot," I said, looking straight at my uncle."

     

    "You're not old enough to make that kind of judgment," Marvin exclaimed.  "But it's high time you started to act your age.  You've got your parents worried sick.  If you were mine, I'd straighten you out in no time.  And you can bet a good hickory switch, the kind your grandmother used, would speed things up a bit."

     

    "Is your whole family like this?"  Two asked.

     

    "My mother's family is."

     

    "What about your father and his family?"

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    "My dad's family is not like this, but he doesn't have much family left."

     

    "What does your dad think?"

     

    "My dad doesn't think I should be here."

     

    "So let me get this straight," One said.  "Your father doesn't think you should be here and your mother's whole family thinks this is a waste of time and money.  So why are you here?"

     

    "Because my mother thinks I need help."

     

    "So your mother's put you in here despite what your father and her entire family thinks?"

     

    "Yeah, I guess you could say that."

    "She's a feisty one, isn't she" Three observed.

     

    "She's just stubborn."

     

    "Are you listening to me, young man?"  Marvin demanded.  He was close to shouting.

     

    Tongue tied, not from fear but anger, I was unable to reply.

     

    "I'm not going to mollycoddle you like your mother does," Marvin exclaimed.  "You'd better be out of here inside of a week or you'll pay the piper."

      

    I decided to ignore Uncle Marvin completely.

     

    "Don't think you can bamboozle me like you have your parents.  You're going to hear the truth whether you like it or not."

     

    "Just who does he think he is?" asked One.  "You've got better things to do."

     

    Marvin moved directly in front of me.  I stared at his shirt buttons.

     

    "Your childish attempt to get attention isn't going to work.  Your mother and father work very hard to put food on the table every day.  They don't have time for this."

     

    Satan is attacking me.  What makes Marvin think I want attention?  I'd be much better off if everyone just left me alone.

     

    "If it's my parents that put the food on the table," I challenged, "why do we always thank God before every meal?"

     

    Pleased with my response, I smiled broadly.  Marvin's face turned beet red.

     

    "You're an ungrateful little brat!  How dare you?  You'll be . . . "

     

    Marvin turned on his heels and stormed out of my room.

     

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    Please remember, this writing reflects my own experience and opinions.  If you, or a loved one, are experiencing the symptoms of schizophrenia, or any other mental illness, you should seek professional assistance.

     

     

Published On: December 07, 2008