My first breakdown was a doozy. I was in my early 20s usually the typical age for schizophrenia to appear, I was shy and introverted pretty heavily due to insecurity and anxiety. I was afraid i would be judged by my appearance constantly if i went into public settings so i isolated myself since i got picked on early in school for the size of my nose, back to the breakdown it started in my early 20s and i was reading about jesus and was fasting, basically starving myself, which in turn came intense stomach pain. My mind was racing, i soon started to noticed i was terrified of things metal in the house and electrical outlets. I was cutting electrical cords and turning on and off breakers. I was placing light bulbs in the yard and organizing batteries in a line since i could feel a literal current of air coming from the batteries which was perplexing. My mother came home and was not happy, i was too manic to care. My heart rate was up and my mind racing to the point where i couldn't help it, i didn't want to leave the house so she called the cops, I refused to leave so they tackled me down and i put up a good restraint against them for a moment but eventually they got my hands behind my back and in cuffs. They took me to the hospital. This is where i get my first diagnoses, paranoid schizophrenia. I was hospitilized for a couple of days and the first medication they put me on was zyprexa.
