I am f-ing scared for my family's "life." All I hear from the world is, "everything's great." The economy is improving at the quickest rate in many, many YEARS. Of course, not affecting us in any way shape or form. Mom is dying and probably will need to go into the hospital within hours to days. Once again, mom's life is on the line. Severe asthma attack, severe bronchitis with a risk of it turning into pneumonia. A lot of people will say, "at least we have our health." That is when talking about when things are going wrong in there lives. We can't even have THAT. I predicted that each and every year will get worse and worse for us, and once again, I am sadly correct. I am desperate for some good news in my life. I am surprised that with the tremendous stress this year so far, that it hasn't induced a complete psychotic break with hospitalization. I have no clue how that's possible. Even during times of less stress than this, it usually happens (that I am hospitalized with psychosis). Mom's big breaking "good news" for us recently came in the form of "winning" $25 from the lottery. Then I question this: How much did you spend to win that $25? Probably hundreds. I HATE being the realist in the family. I see reality, the rest of my family is locked away in happiness. Thinking that everything will magically work out. The only thing that is making me happy is the game I mentioned earlier.

JunkDNA, if you are going on Latuda, it worked for me. It took away most of the hallucinations and is probably the very reason why I haven't been hospitalized with psychosis.