Family
I agree with my sister. My brother is getting worse when staying with my mother. I don't know if she is purposely trying to drive him to this point, but his behavior is rapidly returning to the state of complete breakdown he once existed in when he lived with my parents. Mom doesn't seem to realize this. More to the point, she is allowing him to do whatever he likes out of a really warped state of guilt.
Yes, she should have put her foot down about 20 years ago when the symptoms of this mental illness first appeared. But she didn't. It's the past. Having a guilty conscience is one thing.
Letting your son go utterly insane because you can't bear to make him do anything hard is something else entirely.
He now believes that he is quite sane, that he is possessed by demons, and that he is having daily conversations with people in heaven. Any attempt to ask him why or how he feels about these things is met with a very odd circular non-logic on how worship turns people into slaves and takes away their free will.
If this comment had come from the mouth of any other person, I would have delighted in the chance to debate about it. Coming from my brother, after watching him sit in the living room and laugh and talk to someone that wasn't there, I really couldn't take that comment as a statement backed up by a sane thought process.
I am so worried for him now. He's going to move out of state with my mother, and I will lose what little power to help him that I possess. This is truly a new kind of hurt, a pain that is 5% rage, 5% helplessness, and 90% sorrow for a loss that hasn't even happened yet.
Yes, she should have put her foot down about 20 years ago when the symptoms of this mental illness first appeared. But she didn't. It's the past. Having a guilty conscience is one thing.
Letting your son go utterly insane because you can't bear to make him do anything hard is something else entirely.
He now believes that he is quite sane, that he is possessed by demons, and that he is having daily conversations with people in heaven. Any attempt to ask him why or how he feels about these things is met with a very odd circular non-logic on how worship turns people into slaves and takes away their free will.
If this comment had come from the mouth of any other person, I would have delighted in the chance to debate about it. Coming from my brother, after watching him sit in the living room and laugh and talk to someone that wasn't there, I really couldn't take that comment as a statement backed up by a sane thought process.
I am so worried for him now. He's going to move out of state with my mother, and I will lose what little power to help him that I possess. This is truly a new kind of hurt, a pain that is 5% rage, 5% helplessness, and 90% sorrow for a loss that hasn't even happened yet.