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7. Ashwagandha


Ashwagandha is another calming herb useful for depression, anxiety, and other psychiatric disorders due to its anxiolytic and antidepressant effect.

According a 2013 study published in the Indian Journal of Pharmacology, this herb can offer blood glucose and cholesterol lowering effects to combat the side effects of antipsychotics associated with higher incidence of metabolic syndrome.


Take 500 mg ashwagandha supplement capsules, 4 times a day for at least 1 month.


8. Chamomile

chamomile tea

Chamomile has soothing and calming properties. It also promotes restful sleep and thus is useful for those suffering from schizophrenia.

  1. Add 1 teaspoon of dried chamomile flowers to 1 cup of hot water.
  2. Cover and allow it to steep for 5 minutes.
  3. Strain the solution.
  4. Drink it daily in the evening.

Medic for Schizophrenia was last modified: February 20th, 2015 by Top10HomeRemedies
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13 thoughts on “Medic for Schizophrenia”

  1. This appears relieving and timely. I will definitely recommend this site to my niece for possible relief-hoping the applications are efficacious.

  2. Thanks for the remedies.I will recommend the herbs to a family of mother,father,3 children affected and I fear for the other children who are not yet sick.

  3. Can any of these be combined into one tea to make a more effective treatment? For instance, Chamomile, Ginkgo Biloba, Asian Ginseng, Green Cardamom, Licorice and Basil all together?

  4. it sound great, can we get ready made powders to consume. amla, tulsi dal, mulethi and ilaichi can be combined. cinnamon fine powder soaked in honey taken first thing in morning is very good for brain. Black pepper, misri and deshi ghee mixed and taken last thing at night is beneficial. Chanting Nam myoho renge kyo(imagine lord Budhha in front) for 20 mins am and pm will hasten the process. Also try chanting ooooooooooooommmmmmmmmmmmmm 21 times am/pm. chant gayatri mantra, om namah shivay, maha mrituyanjay mantra and Hare krishna hare krishna krishna krishna hare hare, hare rama hare rama ram rama hare hare. This will make you nirog and fearless. Imagine presence of lord KRSNA around you as a shield. Love, devotion and apaar shradhha to krsna will make you immune to any dis-ease. Pls ave full faith in this.

  5. It sounded horribly funny somehow at the beginning but I actually went through the article and it seems really nice. I will show it to my girlfriend, she could find it helpful as I don’t want to take meds and maybe my state gets worse.

  6. My mother suffered almost 13 years in this kind of problem. Is it possible if she undergo mdication she will come back well Or she will be cured. Thank you verry much.

  7. I’d first checked myself into the hospital…when I was 18-years-old. I’d just graduated from high school in 1993. I’d gotten discharged in January of 1994.
    My symptoms of suicidal thoughts were just constant than usual! There had been times…when I’d not felt very good about myself. I had no interest in activities in school, especially athletics. I was only good for running, and I really didn’t do too good with that. Going away…to college wasn’t very promising, at all. Nor dating. I’d been teased…merciless over boys. My classmates used to come up to me, telling me…that a boy liked me. So far, it was always a “lie”, and no boy had ever confronted me about how he felt about me. From elementary to high school…I was teased. All throughout my youth…I was teased. Getting teased was my greatest…pet peeve. I’d gotten teased left and right by my classmates, even my grade school teacher teased me. I dreaded it will a passion! To me, getting teased…was an insult. I hated it! It’d suck, getting teased. There had been times when I was temped to play ‘hooky’, because I just couldn’t handle getting teased so much. I’d not done anything to deserve it. Some teachers had assured me that they were just simply “jokes”, but I never believed it. To me they weren’t jokes! They were either….snide remarks, cynicism, sarcasm, wisecracks, or I’d get a fake smile. It’d never dawned on me…that it was all because of my mental issues, or should I say, “my hidden mental issues”. During the years of my youth, the word, “Schizophrenia” had never crossed my mind. I’d never thought…that I’d be a “Schizo!” But, yep, I am! And, I’m going to have to live with it…for the rest of my life. I hate it, but..I can’t do anything about it. It’d turned out that In was born with this disorder. For years…I’d talk to myself. I don’t know why. It was just a habit. I’d do it in order to overcome something. I’d tend to feel overwhelmed, and I’d get a thought in my head, and I’d talk to myself in order to make it go away. It was a part of my mental issue. It used to be uncontrollable back then, at the time. But, as I’ve grown up, I’ve learn to manage it better. There are times when I still do it. And, if I do, I done it when I’m somewhere private. I even tend to do it when my bedroom door is closed.
    During my youth, my peers had considered ‘talking to yourself’, to be of mental retardation, but…it has absolutely “nothing” to do with mental retardation, at all! The word, “retarded” was used as a metaphor. They’d used that word because they didn’t know what else to say. The word, “retarded’ was used as an adjective. But, I knew that I wasn’t mentally retarded. There used to be a time back when I was a little girl…I’d thought I was mentally retarded. A classmate had labeled me as mentally retarded. I was slower than other kids, and In didn’t learn as quick as other kids. And, consequently, I wasn’t on top of anyone’s “favorite person’s list”, due to that very reason. I was pretty much an outsider. I was never popular. I was basically pitied by the teachers, like the athletics coaches. I never played varsity. I was just on the sidelines, in athletics. I was never a part of any activities. I was never acknowledged by the popular classmates. I was often looked over or shunned by them. Boys pretended to like me…because they only wanted ‘one thing’. Most of the classmates, had been pregnant. And, I’d feared boys, generally..because I’d been afraid that they wanted something from me that I wasn’t ready to reveal to them. I believe they might had liked me, unfortunately for illegitimate reasons. That may had been why, but I was just too afraid to find out. I just didn’t want to take a chance on getting my feelings hurt. I didn’t want to take a risk getting hurt, cause if I had…I knew that I wouldn’t had gotten past it. The boys that I attended school with, weren’t really as gentleman-like as they had been to some of the girls in regular classes, especially to me. Again…I’d been teased by them. I was never taken seriously. I was always considered a “joke” to them.
    Mostly, I was often made fun of for my allergies. I’d get sinuses every year when school began, and I’d always gotten ridiculed for blowing my nose, and sneezing. It was as though they’d never seen anyone sneeze and have a runny nose. My nose was constantly running. In couldn’t help it. But, they just wouldn’t understand. I was often ridiculed for a lot of mundane things. And, those things were mostly ‘minor’ things, things that shouldn’t had mattered, things that weren’t supposed to be a big deal, things….that could’ve been overlooked. In my class, they made ‘federal cases’ out of stuff…like, for instance if I’d worn bifocals to school, I would’ve gotten teased for it, and gotten called “4-Eyes”, as if to had been wearing eye glasses just to have an extra pair of eyes!

    So, there..you have it. That was the story of my youth. I hope that it didn’t depress those that are reading this.

    1. Krystalon, You are a very brave person. Thank you for sharing your story. Hopefully you found a good doctor who provided you with the proper medical care for your biological brain disorder. Your transparency is honorable. Our world needs more people like you who are willing to face their challenges daily and show the rest of us how to live.

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