Yes there’s guilt and judgement too. There is a big homeless problem not too far from where I live. Virtually all of them are mentally ill. I live in an affluent community and I hear the whispering about the families. “Oh, he comes from such a prominent family and yet they don’t do anything to help him.” I’m sure their families tried to help them but as we know some of them refuse to accept help. And the people think you can just move them into your house and they won’t be any problem at all, just meek little lambs. They think if you give them access to a shower and a washing machine they’ll clean themselves up and live happily after after. They have no idea in the world what the problem really is.
So when I see those poor souls lost in delusion, walking around mumbling and defecating on themselves, I think how much it must hurt the family and how helpless they must feel to help their loved one. You can’t have someone like that over for Christmas if you have kids. Do you want to traumatize your children? Do you want your house to get trashed and damaged by a careless, clueless, violent, delusional person? Every single time I had my brother over to the house something bad happened. He broke something or trashed something or caused problems with my neighbors, or he just harassed and hounded me to tears. He was actually dangerous to be around and I’m not exaggerating.
People that haven’t been through it don’t have the slightest clue. I never judge the families. The mentally ill force you to make a choice between a peaceful life and having them in your life. You can’t have both. I would never judge someone for protecting themselves and their families.