<quoted text> I am sure her family tried to help her. You obviously have never dealt with mental illness. There is only so much you can do for a person who is mentally ill. You can't lock a mentally ill person up and force them to take large doses of medication. This use to be standard practice and it was just as sad as letting our mentally ill friends and family roam the streets as they desire. There is no miracle answer to help them. You do the best you can to keep them safe and happy on their terms once you realize the meds and a warm roof over their head won't make it all better. I have several family members who are mentally ill and there are many ups and downs with them. One of them occasionally goes homeless around Santa Cruz and by the grace of god he has been ok the last six years and living a pretty normal life. Everyone knows he could go back t the streets at any time though. We enjoy him while we have the chance. My mother and sister live their lives as tortured souls in their mentally ill minds. They take their meds and have good and bad days, but will never live normal lives. Trust me when I say...I am sure her family tried. May god bless her family for the donations they made to the services that kept their loved one happy while on the streets.
Iím sorry to hear about your situation and the pain your family members have to go through, and I certainly didnít mean to offend anyone. Every story is different, I guess, and I know there are many loving, compassionate people out trying to help their loved ones.
I know itís impossible to tell from my short post, but actually, I myself have a mental illness, and was reacting through my own experience.
I have been abandoned by all functioning family members except one, whom is in poor health, and itís a toss-up on who takes care of whom on some days in the past.
First I must say, I am under a doctorís care and take my meds as prescribed. I donít take any illegal drugs and never abuse my prescription drugs, and I donít drink. I do my best to take care of myself. No violent tendencies, nor hallucinations, personality disorders, or anything like that. I just happen to have a problem in my brain chemistry that has recently rendered me incapable of living a normal day to day life.
My condition comes and goes, but recently flared-up the worst ever. Because of this, I have lost my career, also in the creative arts, and cannot work. No bit of my talents, intelligence or work experience seem to be of help to me now.
Soon the money will be gone, as likely will my home, insurance, etc.
I had never asked family for help before, but did because Iím almost desperate, and basically, they just donít care or canít be inconvenienced.
My family members ignore, refuse to help, or say they canít because of busy lives or tight budget, when I know they take several vacations a year with trips to beautiful countries around the world or callously flaunt their iPads, TIVO, whatever, in front of me.
Fair-weathered friends have judged and abandoned me, and it appears that soon I will be alone.
Iíve found out how hard Disability and MediCal is to get lately.
Iím too frightened to go to homeless shelters, because I am a woman and not fit for the streets, and Section 8 or low income places (if I could ever get to the top of the waiting list) are littered with druggies and dangerous gang members.
Iíd love to get back up on my feet, but when seeing what appears to be my impending future, itís hard to have hope and break out of the depression that now accompanies my main condition, which is making me worse.
Where are those people that do everything they can to help their loved ones, like some others have been blessed to have in their life?(And I'm happy that some do!)
I canít find them, and would love to have them in my life.