Today was the first day of my daughter's therapy for schizoid Parkinson's disease. It will be a long process but it will be worth it. I don't know if she's nervous about starting therapy because she interacts with me very little. My daughter, Charlotte, is now thirteen and I still feel like she is a stranger to me. I didn't even know how Charlotte developed this disorder, but the characteristics of schizoid illness became clear a few years ago. She was more focused on herself, didn't talk to many people, and never liked going out socially. We went to see her doctor to see if he could explain why she wasn't like the other kids. He then performed numerous tests and discovered that my daughter had been diagnosed with Schizoid Parkinson's Disease. I was speechless after the doctor told me she had been diagnosed. I kept wondering, how do I raise a child with Schizoid Parkinson's? What should I watch for? How should 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 difficult trying to help Charlotte be herself with this disorder. She is 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, watching TV or reading. Even at the table, she just sits there, not speaking, and pretends she's not there. Becoming a teenager is a big stage in her life and I want to help her get through it, but I don't know how to help her. She has friends at school, but I don't think she's that close to them. In the group, she is definitely the shyest because I never see her talking to them. When I pick her up from school, she is usually sitting in the middle of a sheet... sound advice, it's a learning process, and advice on how to raise a schizoid child cannot not translate to another because each child is an individual and each child will have different severities in different areas of this disorder. There will be difficult times, but just like me, you will be able to overcome them. Today I thought dropping her off at her therapist's office would be easy. It wasn't easy because it kills me that there was an opportunity for my daughter to be more open about her life and share that not with me, but rather with a therapist. I tried not to think about it, 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 every day could be an opportunity to do something new..