Im feeling quite stuck as if I can see the end of the tunnel but my legs are trapped in quicksand.
My mom is unmedicated schizophrenic. She used to be on medication couple years back and stopped taking them(it was homeopathic). She went back to her birth country and sought treatment there and she was doing fine till now. My family isn’t functional and we lack communication, but its definitely better than it was before.
From time to time, she would have the occasional episode of being paranoid that people or (my sister in laws) are doing black magic and are causing her pain (throwing insects and rats at her, when really its just a unkept house) and trying to… kill her. Now, its getting more intense and shes relapsed into this thought and doesn’t stop praying and she sprays holy water to protect herself. I don’t know what to do nor does my family and im really stressed out because I feel stuck.
My siblings have tried telling her she needs to go to the therapist( we did before) and she doesn’t trust him at all and she is downright refusing help. Just the mention or thought of it makes her get extremely agitated and scary. She is getting worse and she barely has any human contact, none of her family is speaking with her because of the troubles shes caused, she has limited contact with my older siblings since shes threatened and is paranoid by their spouses and the younger rest have had that argument with her too. I try and talk to her and support her, but shes so draining to be around I feel physically sick. So I limit my exposure even though shes my mom; I feel like im getting sucked in if I do. As for my dad, hes in the same boat too and he prays but he can somewhat function.
I cant seem to find a solution. Im angry and so confused. Why does everyone seem like this is the new normal? Theres a difference between accepting what is and accepting it and doing something about it. Ive been discouraged to not speak to my mom because of how volatile she can be towards me.
Im a young adult, I go to school and I work at the same time but its just a million times harder when home life is something I try and get away from. Im doing the best I can to go to therapy and heal myself, its like a punch in the stomach coming back to the same place where your wounds were given.
Ive made a few good friends along the way and strengthened some family ties but sometimes It doesn’t always feel like enough. I just want my parents to get help.