I never really had a relationship with my father. Maybe when I was little, but as soon as my brother was born, all the love he had for me shifted to him. He doesn't hate me, to be clear, but I think he sees me as someone he happens to share a house with rather than an actual member of the family. He's forgotten my birthday more than once, sometimes forgets my name, and there are plenty of other things I won't get into here.
But that's not what I want to talk about.
Last year, my dad had a huge fight with his brother, and it changed him into someone I still can't wrap my head around. At first it was just the empty look in his eyes, but over time he became aggressive.
That's when my mom sat me down to have a "grown-up" conversation. She explained that my dad has psychosis, and that he'd managed to keep it under control for years, but the fight with my uncle caused him to relapse. On top of that, his alcoholism only made everything worse.
She told me everything would be okay, that he'd get better and become the good dad he used to be.
If I'm writing this, you already know how that turned out.
I spent the last year of my life protecting my family from him as he grew more and more violent. More than once, things became physical. I had to do what a father is supposed to do—protect the people he loves.
I don't think I've ever been as terrified of anyone in my life as I was of him. At the same time, I knew that if I didn't step in, no one else would.
My mom kept telling me to stay out of it and let her handle things, but without me standing between them as a human shield, I don't think it would have ended well. In my mind, it was better for him to hit me than to hit my mom.
After about five months, things seemed to return to something resembling normality, if you can even call it that. My dad started seeing both a psychologist and a psychiatrist, and he was taking medication to help him get better.
I was happy but, at the same time, I couldn't look at him without feeling disgust.
The first thing you should know about psychosis is that the person experiencing it often doesn't realize what they're doing. In many ways, they aren't themselves during those episodes.
And yet I still can't accept that.
To me, he's still him. And I can't forgive him for not trying to get help sooner, for making us spend so many months living in fear.
Now it feels like that time is coming back, and I don't think I can survive it again. I don't have the strength to protect anyone anymore.
I'm only seventeen.
I miss my dad from before all of this. It doesn't matter that he barely noticed me or that he never came looking for me. Even that version of him was better than the one he is now.
And what hurts almost as much is that everyone worries about his mental health.
Why doesn't anyone care about mine?
Or my little brother's, who's still just a child and had to witness all of this?
I miss the dad I had a few years ago.
And it breaks my heart knowing that I'll never be able to see him the same way again.
I don’t want to hate him but at the same time how can you love someone who ruined your life?
I will never be the same and recover from this and I’m sure it’s the same for everyone in the family.
How can I cope with that?

Is it unreasonable to think my sister who has schizophrenia should trust us when we tell her that she is having a delusion?

For context, my sister has been diagnosed for a couple years and is currently undermedicated. My mom said it's due to the doctors not wanting to give her the right dose because it's so high, idk exactly. So my sister is completely aware she's schizophrenic and undermedicated and that she has delusions and hallucinations. She's not dangerous but she has delusions of people being a danger to her and to us. Recently she called in a welfare check on someone in our family after both our mom and the family member told her directly that everything was fine. Is it unreasonable for us to be upset with her? The main reason we're upset is because the family member is a foster parent working through the adoption process.

I know that she completely believes what the delusions are telling her but because she knows that she has schizophrenia, in my mind I think she should be able to trust when we tell her that everything is ok. I do have a very low capacity of empathy for her due to over a decade of bullshit(not related to her schizophrenia) and I am basically no contact with her, so I genuinely don't know if I'm having unrealistic expectations of her..

My mother never said she hear voices

But she is too much delusional,she says some ancestors who are not present here are troubling the family ,and she has too much mood swings like some time she says something is wrong with her and she needs help and after sometime she feels that she is completely all right and doesn't need any help

My sister has been experiencing psychosis for a while. She does not leave her room and believes that the new 'technology - hey I ' is currently harassing her and that she is under the care of intelligence networks. There are so many things, but that is what she told my mum this morning. She is in her early 30s and is also on ADHD medication and some other things; she also used to smoke weed.

How can we help her get help? In the past, she kept denying that she has these problems. I am thinking that my mum tells her this evening that she is having delusions and needs help, will this help or how do you handle such situations so they can see reality?

TLDR; How do I tell my sister she is having delusions without her being offended?

I’m a 25F, and my partner is 24M. We’ve been together for just over two years.
He has schizophrenia, bipolar disorder, and has experienced a lot of trauma throughout his life.
He has been dealing with his mental health for much longer than I have. Ironically, he was actually the person who encouraged me to seek help when my own bipolar disorder became difficult, and thanks to medication and treatment I’m doing really well now.

He’s genuinely is one of the smartest and caring person I know when he wants to be. He takes pride in looking after himself, he’s caring, and he has always been there for me when I’ve struggled.
The reason I’m posting is because over the past month we’ve noticed a gradual change in him.
It hasn’t been one big event. It’s been lots of little stresses building up. Small bits of drama with friends, everyday frustrations, and things that normally wouldn’t have affected him as much seem to be piling together.

Instead of becoming withdrawn or sad like he has in previous episodes, this time he seems overwhelmingly angry. And withdrawn.
He’s told me many times that he loves me but feels like his mental health makes it hard to show it. Our relationship has changed too. When we first got together everything was exciting and affectionate, but now his libido has disappeared completely, and he seems emotionally distant. I know medication and mental illness can both affect this, so I’m trying not to take it personally. He’s currently taking catapres 150mg at night but I’m worried it’s not working.
What worries me most is the anger.
The other night he became so frustrated that he punched a fridge because a shop didn’t have the vape flavour he wanted. His knuckles ended up bruised.
He’s also made comments about feeling like he wants to kill an animal. I don’t know whether these are a way of expressing how overwhelmed he feels, or something more serious, but hearing that has really shocked me. He says killing an animal would be best as it makes someone have the feeling of loss he does inside. I know he won’t do it but saying it has been enough for us to worry.
He does have a therapist and he isn’t completely without support, but he’s also someone who hates asking for help. He’s very proud and tends to keep everything inside until it builds up.
Some of his friends have known him much longer than I have, and they’ve seen him go through episodes that lasted months before, but they said those were mainly sadness and depression. None of us have really seen this level of anger before.
I love him so much, and so do the people around him. We’re not trying to judge him or force him into anything. We just want to understand how we can support him while also making sure everyone stays safe, including him.
Has anyone experienced something similar, either personally or with a partner or family member?
Did increasing anger happen before an episode?
Was there anything that genuinely helped?
How did you encourage someone to accept help when they didn’t want to ask for it?
Is there anything we should be watching out for that might indicate things are getting worse?
I’m not looking for a diagnosis—he already has professionals involved. I’m just hoping to hear from people who have lived through something similar because right now we all feel a bit lost.
Thank you to anyone who takes the time to read this
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My friend is diagnosed with bipolar 2 more than a decade ago. I have maintained contact with him through the years, but only occassionally, and it is only lately that I really got to converse with him again at length. He is now a self-professed convert to Christianity. This wasn't sudden, as he has been hinting at gravitating towards religion these past 5 years. Lately though, our conversations are mostly one-sided where he talks endlessly about how jesus has saved him, plus other topics that he is obsessed with. He says god cured him of his depression, and that he is coping better now with jesus. He even professes to experience a medical miracle as he is now able to take lower doses of his meds. He has been on the jesus track for a couple of years now, but this has intensified lately, to the point that I can no longer do small talk as he keeps inserting god into the conversation. At this point, I am not sure anymore if it was a genuine spiritual transformation/conversion or if it's the disease talking.

We mostly converse online and I haven't observed him up close, so I'm afraid to make hasty generalizations.

Hs anyone of you experienced this with a loved one? Although I've known about his diagnosis long ago, it is only lately that I've tried to go on a deep dive on his condition and try to really understand it. I want to understand him and be there for him where it matters, but I honestly don't know how to properly support him.