My son has schizophrenia and freaks out when I drive. He came this weekend and completely freaked out and threw a really big chair across the room. He did something to me 4 yrs ago so he can't live here. He was in a really bad group home. But they put him in the hospital and the group home told me and my sister other places that would meet his needs better.

The last couple of days he's been calling me nonstop asking me for money. I'm broke. He causes me so much anxiety. . Ii put him on block but then he called from the facility. We got him a whole bunch of microwavable food like soups for Christmas. He came today and got them. He's on seroquel which makes you really hungry. He needs to try a different antipsychotic, but he doesn't think it's the seroquel. He says the place he is at serves really small portions. So he's going to be bugging me for money and I don't have it. My life sucks!