Ok, after some after thought, to ask for some decent opinions, this is what happened.
It began about 5 years ago, when mom suddenly riled up something claimed she saw a phone number being dialed through the telephone bill monthly repeatedly belonging (supposedly) to a female person.
This female person is a friend, back then, she was okay with it, having female friends and what's not. After brief inquiry, mom seemed to have been satisfied with the explanation and left it as such. Approx a month after what happened, she came down with a sickness which can only be so well be explained as 'neurotic disorder and schizophrenic paranoia' which doctors have prescribed some relaxants as the cure-all for her condition thanks to malpractice.
Now whether or not that cured her remained to be questioned. During this time we visited her every single day, at multiple times, needless to say being away from dad seemed to have only fueled her paranoia and it was at this stage she first began to confide to the eldest of my sisters that she heard things. Dismissing her as being paranoid, my sister was eager to help her go through this, and helped her indeed she has by doing what a good daughter would and confront dad on a potential affair.
Dad of course, never had any, I mean, would you have any if you spend all the time you can and stay by her side when she gets sick? No, you can't, you can only be in 1 place at 1 time. However, such an explanation did not work and it only bolstered her accusations by giving her 'he is denying things, please investigate' and sis did, trailing my dad whenever he goes out, and acts as a chaperon of sorts, needless to say nothing was ever found.
Fast forward a year or two, and now we are where I got involved, I was slowly re-attached to my family after my violent streak, it was circa my high school years in 2002 or so, so it wasn't easy, remember I had a juvie record and I was in jail before.
After jail I took all sorts of routes, and I was very removed from my parents until about 3 years ago, or 5 since I am aware of the situation now. I was confided upon and during these two years a new person came in play. My dad met a female companion with a female child of 15 or 16 or so at his usual breakfast place, which is Coffee Beans. He goes there every morning, with or without mom, needless to say this condition of hers only began to truly deteriorate at this stage and she began to hear her schizophrenic insider informing her of various things they DID NOT do. (she doesn't know at this point that I was aware)
At first, knowing her condition, dad did what he did, and for the last 2 years, he has bended over backwards to answer to all these requests, starting with 'you should go there less often', to 'you shouldn't go there', to 'please don't see them anymore' to 'DON'T EVEN ACKNOWLEDGE THEM, HATE THEM FOR ALL YOU GOT IF YOU LOVE ME, IF YOU TRULY LOVE ME, HATE THEM!' when in fact, this mother and child who has been frequent visitors to the Coffee Beans only go there because they are fairly well to do and can afford gourmet breakfast at an international chain of coffee stores and because they like dad, like the place and the atmosphere.
Knowing this, I quickly consoled her, but whatever it was these two years I did, and we did as a family with the aid of my sisters whom are both older than I am, I have seen no result, and it has gotten worse with her neurotic disease now consuming her every fiber of being of any logic, any common sense.
It was since about last year when she first threatened to commit suicide, and it was a shock, but it was glad we managed to grab her home before extending a curfew on her (enforced by myself despite my unwilling involvement) to stop her from attempting any dangerous acts. She was asked to see a shrink, but it was as before, only the aesthetics of a treatment was given, drugs were all placebos and relaxants. You can't cure depression, paranoia and schizophrenia, you have to heal them from the heart and trust me I and my sisters have done all that we can to aid her in whatever fashion we could.
Many people have thus far, by friendship of rather deeply involved levels, such as (surprise surprise) Cassie, my sisters, my cousin (whom I am now with in Thailand) and even the auntie and uncle who raised me since I was a child of 2 months old born, have aided her. We listened, we tried to ask her to provide evidence, we have sought all sorts of help and I swear to God, even God has evaded all means of help.
We have went to mediums, shamans, doctors and wise men, we have seen books, identified with doctors and psychs, but whatever it was, it was no use. At this stage, only recently, she has almost cracked her head open with slamming herself to the wooden cabinet, and it was scary as hell.
Know that she isn't crazy, she is able to be in logical thought, she could cook, as she can enjoy a good movie now. However, when this personality flares up inside her she has become a demon capable of destroying her own being and she will live to regret it.
As of most recent, she has been speaking of moving out, but we all know that is not possible. She has never worked
before and all her money is directly by all banking common sense, belongs to dad.
Dad has tried all that he can to help her, he has been a patient man, taking every single insult a man's dignity
can endure.
Dad is near the breaking point and now the boiling point is near.
Now I know this is nothing that MT can sought out to help on, I probably am just being an actual attention whore so forgive me, it is just that this is so hard on me I am beginning to break. I have never shed a tear since I reached puberty, not even when I was about to die on an operation table with a screwdriver stabbed into me. I don't know how strong I can remain, I don't know if I am doing the right thing.
At current, me and my sisters are heavily convinced that having her locked up in an asylum is the last resort.
I know how it feels to be hated, but never have I seen her eyes hate me this much and this happens a month ago while I was at home. She hates her flesh and blood... she hates me and today as I spoke to her (via Skype), or at her, I swear I am trembling within. She thinks she is alone, she thinks everyone is her enemy and I am the biggest betrayer of all time...
I don't know how much more can I take.
I am logical, and that is my biggest sin, because to me the most logical step to take now, which is an effective court order to immediately restraint in front of us and behind her back, is my biggest step.
Please... all that I ask is that someone please, help agree with me, even with whatever strength you can give me in the form of forum postings, I need it.
I feel pathetic...
If it wasn't because I have avoided from asking any help until now, I just don't feel comfortable talking about it, but now that you know...
I am sorry, guys. I know I should not be posting all of this in this cheerful place, but I feel you should somehow be able to give whatever courage I somehow could gather. My relatives have abandoned us as well, nobody wants the trouble, I guess...
