Okay so first of all let me introduce myself, I'm an 18 year old male, who lives with a single mother who's currently 62 years old, no father since I was 4, and I haven't seen any of my relatives since I was 4-5. My mother was adopted and had a very rough child hood and all her relatives on her real mothers side and adopted mothers side are either dead or all contact is completely lost. My father comes from a dysfunctional and abusive family and him and everybody who is apart of his family is either in a gang or on drugs or beating their wives or hopeless alcoholics. Basically what I'm trying to say is I have no family other than me, my mom and my brother.

Second of all, I personally don't believe in medication, as I had suffered with severe "depression" and suicidal tendencies until I learned the magic of meditation and sincere changes in attitude, belief, and mindset. I cured my depression that way and I've since been convinced that any mental issue can be solved with mind power alone as long as the afflicted person is willing to change how they look at life.

Anyways, here is the story:
It started around December of 2012, my mom started complaining that something was biting her in her sleep. We were all on her side at this point and thought it was spiders or something, so we went and cleaned up a bit and sprayed and wondered if that'd solve the problem. She then brought up the possibility that it was bed bugs, so we all joined in on her side once again and helped her clean up her bed and spray some more and do whatever she needed to solve the problem. She then said it was fleas, so we all cleaned the house spotless, dusted everything off, removed all dirt and dust, vaccuumed every day, and fogged the house and further sprayed, and layed boric acid all over all the carpets. Nothing changed. She then said it was flying gnats, so we laid out fly traps and bought a hanging electric bug zapper and sprayed some more and cleaned some more,and still nothing changed. She also thought they were termites for one point. Anyways, at this point things were starting to get weird. First of all, at this point, the bug thing was already going on for a couple of months, and the problem was getting WORSE, not better not withstanding all our spraying and cleaning.

She started complaining more that they were on her skin, that they were in her eyes, under her fingernails, up both southern regions of the body, in her mouth, up her nose, and in her ears. (Basically every opening in the body). she even at one point started saying they were crawling around under her skin. She also believes theyre in her stomach, in her lungs, and in her blood stream.

Anyways, the amounts of poisons and chemicals that she has exposed the family to is countless. From classic Hot Shot Foggers, to Raid, to Nylar, to Boric Acid, to Diatomaceous Earth, to 90% Alcohol, to Professional Termite Spray, to Citric Acid, to Eucalpytus Oil to Pine Oil, to Arid Extra Dry...

Anyways, as things progressed with this bug thing she started doing super unhealthy things to herself, and anybody else she could get away with doing it to. For instance, she began carrying around a squirt bottle with 90% alcohol solution, and spraying that directly up her nose. She currently carries around a basket which contains boric acid, which she constantly powders her face with, and she shoves tissues that have been saturated with boric acid up her nose. She also washes out her eyes like 3 times a day with a boric acid and water solution. Anyways all these chemicals are not safe for her, and not safe for the people around her.

What is worse, is that we used to have a pet bird who we all loved and treasured dearly like a member of the family. We got him when I was 9 years old, and we had him for 8-9 years. That bird was my best friend, and the only one I ever felt loved me unconditionally. I was always the birds favorite person, and we literally grew up together. I wandered and played through innocent childhood with him, suffered through confusing adolescence with him, and ultimately grew up with him. When she decided that the bird had the bugs on it however, I knew it meant grave consequences.

She began powdering the bird with boric acid and diatomaceous earth convinced that the bugs were on it. She would also give the bird a flea bath using what I consider to be unsafe flea shampoos on the bird daily. The more she powdered and bathed the bird, the drier its skin became, and the more the bird scratched, and the more mom saw the bird scratching, the more she decided the bird was being attacked, and the more she powdered and bathed. Finally, the pecked a huge gaping hole in its side under its wing, which none of us noticed until it was too big to save it. We took it to multiple vets multiple times who tried stitching the bird up and giving it antibiotics, but the bird just pulled out the stitches, and ripped apart whatever collars we put on it to prevent it from pecking. The bird pulled out the stitches, its wound got infected, and it died. I lost my best friend.

It agonized my mind to see my mom crying over a bird about how she wished she couldve saved it and how to this day she believes it was the bugs, and she believes she didnt do enough to save it, meanwhile in my mind the way I see it is that she killed it and doesnt even know it. To some extent it completely enrages me and disgusts me, however the majority of me realizes that it's not her fault cuz she had absolutely no idea what she was doing, and still has no idea what's she's doing. After all, she decides for everybody who has the bugs. She even decided for me that I had the bugs when I had really bad acne, and she wouldve been powdering me to death too if I wasn't able to speak for myself and tell her no. The only one in the house that couldnt speak for itself was the bird, and that was the one she attacked and killed. A helpless animal who cant tell anybody that he's fine and just having normal itches..

Anyways, there was a point when my brother was suicidal over this whole bug thing. And it's certainly put a lot of stress and anxiety in my life.

We even moved to another house because of the bug thing, and even though she was 100% positive that moving would fix the issue, she eventually decided that the bugs came over with some of our stuff and are now infested in our new house.

On the same day that my bird died my good friend and date to prom also died from a rare blood disease.

The next month, which was May, (About a month after we moved to our new house which was April), my brother, having to commute to work which is back in our old home town, got in a terrible car accident which totalled my moms precious 2001 Mazda Protege, and which gave him severe whiplash and severe back pain.

Today, my brother was out commuting again and got T-boned at 40 MPH by a crazy woman who ran a red light on a hill, at 40 miles per hour. My moms brand new car which she just bought a week or two ago is now totalled and she's severely depressed, and my brother is severely injured.

She blames all our misfortune on moving to a new town and having to commute, and yet she was the one that decided for the entire family that we had to move.

Anyways, I had for a while learned never to bring up the bug thing and never to talk to my mom about it, and to never bring up the possibility that it was a mental illness. I used to bring it up all the time trying to convince her to see a doctor or get therapy or something, but every time i brought it up she disowned me as a son and became severely depressed for the next couple of weeks.

I also learned that the more stressed out my mom is, the more the "bugs" seem to attack her, so I learned for a while that it'd be a better move to not ever talk to her about it because it'd only end with me being disowned, mom feeling hopelessly alone, stressed out, and depressed, and making her feel the "bugs" even more.

However, recently, my brother and my mom bought another baby bird just like our old bird (Who was a maroon bellied conure, this current on is a fancy green cheeked conure), even though i begged my brother not to because we all know the output of what would happen. But they were both sad and lonely and went ahead and did it.

Now my mom's been making idol threats about "doing whatever she can to keep the bird alive" and I kept begging her not to do anything and to just let the bird be, but she is adamant and keeps threatening to "help" the bird on the first sign of bugs.

With that information in mind, and my brother getting in another horrible car wreck today, I just couldnt handle the stress anymore so I tried "talking" to my mom again about the possibility of this being a mental disease. Same result and usual, a huge fight broke out, like one that we hadn't had in months. She disowned me, said she's not related to me or my brother, and threatened suicide and she's severely depressed.

Meanwhile my older brother, believes that some supernatural force is out to kill him because he's been in TWO HORRIBLE automobile accidents in the past 4-5 months. And while he's lucky to be alive, i am 100% positive that he's most likely going to be disabled for life, and unable to have any type of job that requires him to be on his feet or lift things.

Basically, I have no idea what to do at this point. This has been going on for almost a year now, and I'm convinced that I'm the only sane one left in my family, yet I'm the youngest, and have the least amount of power to change anything or to take care of anyone.

I almost dont even want to take care of anyone at this point because theyre all a bunch of nutcases, and I don't need that type of insanity in my life.

I want to move out and forget that I ever had a family but idk what to do. I worry about my mom and want her to feel loved again, and feel like she has people on her side, but I also want this new bird which was foolishly brought into this insane asylum to live. However I see the writing on the wall and I'm sure she will kill him too. Which will depress the entire family.

If I sit back and do nothing, I lose.
If i try to say something and get her help, I lose and my Mom loses.

Can anybody offer any advice regarding the situation??