Ten years old is supposed to be an age when children begin to develop their personalities and the skills needed to live an independent life. For my sister, this was the age when she was diagnosed with Childhood-Onset Schizophrenia. Childhood-Onset Schizophrenia has all the symptoms of Adult-Onset-Schizophrenia, but it manifests at an early age and often with a higher degree of severity. While struggling with this illness, it appeared as if my sister’s childhood was rudely snatched away, as she was occupied with her hallucinations and delusions instead of friends and school.
Yes, Schizophrenia sucks. My sister may never have the opportunity to graduate from college, establish a career, or marry. The good news is, she doesn’t see it that way. With medication, she is perfectly stable, and as she likes to say, “I’m normal, just with some issues, like everyone else.” And perhaps because she was not given a chance to mature emotionally, she does not have the normal worries of a (now) eighteen-year-old. Every day is a new opportunity, and there’s always something to look forward to, no matter how mundane. In a sense, the childhood that was taken away was given back, for eternity.
I have learned a lot from my sister, and one of those things is to let yourself be a kid again. There are times when you have to face reality, but there are also times when you have to escape reality to live fully. Let your inhibitions fly away, and live in the moment, for the moment.