originally posted by: network dude
originally posted by: randyvs
a reply to: game over man
Why is a man, deemed mentally ill, homeless?
Is this how california takes care of it's people?
Just throw a mentally ill person out in the street
and put him at the mercy of W/E circumstance.
That is the real crime here.
I cannot agree more. And I doubt it's just CA.
No, it's not. My stepsister is bipolar and just left Kentucky for NY. She has a tendency to live under bridges or room with people if they're nice
enough to offer. She's been trying to find housing, but usually you need a past landlord for references to get it. Which really messes with the
homeless. She's been through drug treatment for stealing Vicodin in the past, any money she gets she spends on beer, drugs, cigarettes, and God
knows what else. I think they keep suspending her SSI because she has no main address, so my dad keep sending her money for food and her
"necessities", which are usually what is described above. My dad knows she spends it on drugs and stuff, but as long as she buys food as well, he
doesn't care. He worries about her.
She's gotten worse since her mother died 2 years ago of a heart attack. I tried taking her in then, but she was really bad. When she stole birthday
money my dad sent for my daughter, it was the last straw. My daughter was imitating her moods. If she came home drunk and severely depressed, my
daughter was severely depressed. My daughter is autistic and an empathy. She imitates the world around her. My sister came home drunk or high and
depressed every single night. I understood her being depressed. Her mother just died. But being drunk and high I couldn't put up with. Especially
not with a child. I couldn't risk her bringing drugs into my house and risk my daughter being put into foster care. When she stole my daughter's
birthday money, it was the last straw.
My dad understood and gave her a bus ticket to my other sister's house, where she stole my sister's Vicodin from a tooth surgery. My sister dropped
her off at a drug clinic and got her meds refilled and had to sign a contract stating she wasn't a drug addict and all that mess. She was pissed to
say the least. She even opened her house a SECOND time to her, while I was there, this time, I locked my meds up and learned my lesson from her. I
drove her to Kentucky on my way to PA. She was supposed to come to PA to see my daughter. Last minute she changed her mind. (Bipolar moods) Ok,
fine. My daughter was very disappointed, but what can you do? *Shrug*
She has 4 children, none of which are in her custody. She has to pay child support for all 4. I was asked to adopt one of them, but when I told my
stepmother and stepsister, that my sister could not be called Mom, and couldn't keep coming in and out of the child's life and be called Mom, it
would be too upsetting for the child, they changed their mind and told me no. My stepmother raised two of the girl's and my stepsister's ex-MIL
raised the 2 boys. When my stepmother passed away the aunt of one of the girls, stepped in and raised both girls. All the kids know I'm there if
they need me. 3 out of 4 of the kids have been through Juvie because of issues with Mom coming and going and not being there for them. Needless to
say, they're messed up now. One is out now, one is still in Juvie, one is now in a group home for girls, and one is relatively normal. It breaks my
I know this is just one tale of Bipolar and not the norm, but it gives you an idea of what one family goes through. Some people are quite normal when
they take their medication. My sister refuses to take her medication. My birth mother is paranoid schizophrenic. She too, refuses to take her
medication. She was quite abusive, physically and emotionally to me as a child. I have the physical scars to prove it. I bore the brunt of her
abuse, my brother and sister did not. They were spared that at least. For that, I'm thankful. My daughter is nearing 20, but because of her autism
and brain damage, she has the brain of an 8 yr old. She asks why we can't visit my birth mother.
I explain it in a way she can understand. I tell her, just like her brain is broken, and she takes her medicine to make her brain better, her
grandmother's brain is broken too, but she doesn't take her medicine. So her brain is still broken. But when she takes her medicine to make her
brain better, we can go visit her. For her, this explanation works.