Gabyunbound, your mom is lucky that she has you advocating for her. I'm sorry she has so many health challenges and that it is harder than it should be to get her the proper help. My family has been there with my dad. My dad is in an assisted living facility, and has been for a while. I hope that you can find a safe place for you mom to get the care she needs. I understand some of the challenges. I say "some" because my sister did most of the work to get our father set up. My dad has multiple challenges like your mom. He has emphysema, severe anxiety/depression (probably bipolar disorder), fear of aging and loss of his independence, and addiction issues. I'm sorry you have relationship issues with your brother. It always makes it extra hard having them when a shared parent is in distress. Hugs to you.

Sapien, please please stay safe. I understand your pain, but I assure you that life will become easier. As for feeling rejected by healthcare professionals. I've been there! I was rejected by a few therapists in the past, and one of those times also the psychiatrist at the same time. That was their way to force me into staying at the Partial Hospitalization Program. In the end, I think they were just not up to the task of helping me. It was for the best because I then found a great psychiatrist. If they can't do their job for a person with serious mental health issues, they are lacking in some way. Another time a therapist "suspended" me when I was manic, and called my psychiatrist and told her I "scared her". That sure surprised my psychiatrist (the good one). When I went back to her (she demanded my psychiatrist tell her when I was well enough) she asked to only see me once per month. I was still a bit ill. Once per month was basically her way of quitting me without having the guts to tell me she couldn't handle my case. Then I had another psychologist I went to for an intake. At the end of the first session, she told me she couldn't take me on because she "didn't have a team". and I needed "a team". Boy, that sounded odd and I remember going to my car and laughing about it. It wasn't like I didn't have a psychiatrist. I did. She just was not up to the task, either. I think she only took on clients with marital issues, or some other very minor stuff. Bad fit. Then I had another that just sat staring at me like a deer in the headlights. I eventually quit her after maybe 8 sessions. Another I saw maybe 4 times. She seemed to just think I was a fun comedienne of a client and sat laughing at my jokes. That's an issue I have with therapists that make me nervous, or just sit there, again...not knowing what to say to me.

Beth, we'll all keep our eyes out for your new moniker.