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Originally Posted by [MERIT]
Sorry to hear all of this. You definitely need someone to watch him 24/7 while he's manic. My ex-wife stayed up 10 days straight in one manic episode. Drew all over herself with pens and markers. Had crazy delusions and hallucinations. Wanted to drive around in her car while acting crazy. Eventually had to have her committed against her will to the psychiatric hospital [again].
Keep a good eye on your brother, especially with his past drug use. He could relapse and accidentally overdose.
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Originally Posted by FETCHER.
I have honestly wondered how your brother has been getting on, I’m sorry that he’s stopped taking his meds in what seems like a bit of a step backwards for him. I’ll have my fingers crossed that his doctors manage to get him back on them.
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Thanks for the concern guys. Sorry it took so long to respond. He's gotten much
much worse. Thing is, I'm still not suspecting drug use yet. It's definitely possible but I honestly just think he's happier being manic and doesn't realize how much damage he's causing. I believe this because of something he said to me the other day...
"You guys don't know what it's like when you're manic like this. It's better than any drug ever."
Pretty definitive. He's been an absolute jerkoff this weekend. He's desperate for money so he's trying to hustle us. My father just had hernia surgery. My brother offered to do the leaves in the front and back yards and after he was done he asked my dad for money. My dad basically paid him to leave because he wouldn't let it go. He's been hanging out with absolute scumbags. The kind he used to hang out with the last time he was like this. He likes to become the king of the misfits when he gets manic for some reason.
We've been begging him to let us be a part of his doctor visits, mostly because we don't believe he's being forthcoming with his doctors, and he's refused. He's never done that in the past. He wants to be a "mature adult" and he can't have us babying him. Well, this morning I walked out of my room and my brother and father were arguing and it seemed like my dad was going with him to his appointment today. I was a bit relieved. My father is recovering from hernia surgery remember. Well, Ryan insisted on driving his small ass car. My father is a big man. He told Ryan that he can't fit in that car like this because of the surgery so Ryan said "well drive yourself then" and left. Mind you he left with a check for the doctor co-pay, that he just got from my father. He eventually came back but he made my dad climb in his tiny car.
Nothing he does is rational. Nothing matters besides his needs and his wants. Everything we say is wrong.
I'm cutting off contact hard. Unless he's physically next to me, I'm not bothering with him. I'm also looking for apartments with a friend right now. I need to get the f*ck out of this house. My mother is drinking and not helping matters either. They need to stop giving him f*cking money. Although, I'm pretty sure he'll just end up stealing from us at that point.
He's got to get better and only he can do that and I have no idea if he will do it. It's like I'm on a freight train that's out of control and all we can do it try to jam sticks into the wheels but it's a f*cking freight train and nothing can stop it.
Uggghhhhhhh.