Again, I offer only the following for your consideration.

My mother has bipolar disorder. I was raised in a violent, chaotic, abusive environment.

I have depression, anxiety, with a hearty splash of PTSD thrown in.

Now. I can extend to my mother a remarkable amount of understanding for her condition, but I do not excuse her behavior. I suffered because of it. I think it didn't have to happen.

It did, however, and left indelible marks on me and my entire family.

So. How do we handle this? Where does one draw the line between understanding and being hurt.

Don't we, as adults, get to chose those with whom we associate and those we don't? Who is responsible for what?

One mentally unstable person can disrupt an entire work environment. What do we do then?

Mental illness cuts both ways and healthy dose of understanding needs to flow both ways. I just don't think it's fair to expect allowances for oneself without providing the same for others.