There is no easy way of coping with schizophrenia I will never have the happy normal family that I always wanted. That life will always be a fairy tail of the perfect brother and the perfect parents. I live in reality of knowing that life does not turn out the way you want it. I have to remember the happy times before the illness and all the times in between. Life is never simple if it was I know that I will never get my brother back the way he used is before this whole illness took over him and caused him to be something that is fake. The illness has made him what he is and it is made me who and what I am. Sometimes life does not turn out the way you want. I spent way to long being angry and frustrated for what had happened. I would never wish this life on my worst enemy but this life has made me stronger as a person. At the end of the day the only thing that you can do is nothing. You can’t give up you have to keep going. You have to keep breathing. You have to keep going. Finding myself and all that I can accomplish was the best way to cope. If I did not find myself I probably would have killed myself a long time ago. It did not matter how many times I went to therapy until I was ready to face reality that my brother had schizophrenia I would never expect it. The world could not stop because of this illness the world kept on moving and so must I.