The Story of My Daughter and Her Schizoid Personality Disorder

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Today was the first day of my daughter’s therapy for Schizoid PD. It will be a lengthy process but it’s worth it. I don’t know if she is nervous to start therapy, since she interacts with me very little. My daughter, Charlotte, is now thirteen years old, and I still feel like she is a stranger to me. I didn't even know how Charlotte developed this disorder, but characteristics of Schizoid PD became clear a couple of years ago. She was more focused on her self, didn't talk to many people, and never liked social outings. We went to her doctor to see if he could explain why she was not like other kids. He then ran lots of tests and discovered that my daughter had been diagnosed with Schizoid PD. I was speechless after the doctor told me she was diagnosed. I kept thinking to myself how do you raise a child with Schizoid PD? What do I watch for? How do I act towards her? I had a long discussion with the doctor about how Charlotte can cope with this disorder, and how our family can help her as much as possible.
It’s hard trying to help Charlotte be herself with this disorder. She's always alone, and rarely, if ever participates in group activities. She doesn't talk to her siblings, her father, or me. She usually spends most of her time in her room either watching television, or reading. Even at the dinner table she just sits there, without talking, and acts like she isn't there. Becoming a teenager is a big step in her life and I want to help her through it, but I don’t know how to help her. She has friends at school, but I don’t think she is that close to them. In the group, she is definitely the shy one because I never see her talking to them. When I pick her up from school she is usually sitting on t...

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... wise advice, it’s a learning process, and advice about how to raise one child with Schizoid, cannot translate to another because each child is an individual and that each child will have different severities in different areas of this disorder. There will be rough patches, but just like I have, you can get through them. Today, I thought that dropping her off at her therapist’s office would be easy. It wasn’t easy because it’s killing me that there’s an opportunity that my daughter will be more open with her life and she won’t be sharing that with me, but instead a therapist. I’ve tried to not think about that, but this situation is for the best. I love Charlotte with all my heart, and all I want for her is to be happy. If she’s happy, I’m happy. All I have to do is take it one day at a time, because everyday might be an opportunity for something new.

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