She’s still in the assisted living facility, for her schizoaffective disorder. I called her last night, cause I miss her. But she was immediately aggressive and it pretty quickly escalated to her yelling at me. Lots of delusional thinking.
She denies charging a cop with a weapon. My siblings and I were there when it happened. She denies assaulting her friend, whom she smashed headfirst into the tile, because she thought the friend was there to hurt her. The friend was just wanting to check on her, out of concern. There are police reports for this ■■■■.
Not only that, she neglected her house, her car, HERSELF… She lost so much weight, she was a skeleton. She was catatonic for days at time. We were terrified she was dead when the police helped break down her door.
She first went to the psych hospital for a month, in July, and has been at the assisted living facility since August and STILL hasn’t seen a psychiatrist. We could’ve gotten her a psychiatrist within the first week! But nooooo, she wanted to pick one, herself, and can’t see them until December. And then she blames us for why she’s still in there.
She doesn’t believe she’s mentally ill. Everybody is just out to get her. Everybody hates her.
I can’t ■■■■■■■ take it. I just want my mom back. I just want my mom…
I’m sorry, this is awful. I wish I had a magic wand I could send you. You’re being a wonderful daughter and she is lucky to have you even if she can’t appreciate you right now.
