How many times have you heard of murderers killing because they were off their meds. You can not force them to take meds. You can't save your family from the mental health bureaucrats or activists who think it all looks great on paper but ignore the families who know the terror of living with the mentally ill on a daily basis.
My heart goes out to the Mother in your post. She has nowhere to turn.
“...How many times have you heard of murderers killing because they were off their meds. You can not force them to take meds. You can’t save your family from the mental health bureaucrats or activists who think it all looks great on paper but ignore the families who know the terror of living with the mentally ill on a daily basis....”
We know from first hand experience. We live way out in the country and used to have a neighbor that lived right close to us. He was almost 400lbs and well over 6’ tall. He was a big man and strong as a bull. He was bi-polar, a pain med addict along with other mental issues. He was very difficult to deal with and pretty violent at times, especially when he wouldn’t take his meds. We had the sheriff out to our place so many times, we lost count. He’ verbal abuse us to the point of threatening to kill us. Finally, the sheriff, himself, told us there was nothing he could really do until he committed a crime and we were willing to press charges. He told us to do whatever we had to do to protect & defend ourselves should the need arise, but to make damn sure it was life-threatening and self-defense. It wasn’t long after, I got up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom, no lights other than the night light, walked by a window and saw the glow of a cigarette in our backyard. He was in our backyard sitting in the grand-kids’ tree swing at 2am in the morning with nothing on, totally naked, but for his slippers. Just sitting there staring at our house smoking cigarettes. I got dressed, went out the front door and quietly came around behind him armed with a Remington 870 12-gauge loaded with 00 buckshot. Meanwhile, my wife was calling the sheriff and it took them over 15 minutes to get out there because of where we live. I held him at gunpoint until the deputies showed up, filed trespassing, stalking and peeping-tom charges against him and had him locked up. He finally died from a drug overdose and we ended up buying the property from his family. His family had tried for years to have him committed but couldn’t do it. He molested his own two teenage daughters to the point where they finally ran away from home to keep from getting pregnant. He almost beat his 9-year-old son to death in our backyard one day. If I hadn’t intervened by putting a .45 to his head and threatening to shoot him if he punched that kid one more time, he would have killed that kid. The whole time the kid is crying and screaming at me to shoot him.....sad. My wife lived in stark fear of him because sometimes I would work away from home. She got her CCL and armed herself with an M&P .45 with a laser on it. We lived in hell and fear in our own home for over two years until he finally died from that drug overdose. Some people just need to be put away.