I’m writing this because I’m actually done. My sister and I are living in a house that feels like a warzone and my mom is the one running it into the ground. Today was the final straw. She went into my room and absolutely trashed it. I’m talking throwing everything off the bed and tearing apart my wardrobe because of three tiny pieces of paper on the floor and two shirts I had out because I was choosing what to wear. She literally created a massive mess just so she could have an excuse to be mad and stay mad. The most insane part was when she started screaming at me because I was wearing two different socks. She called me crazy and told me people would never talk to me again for the rest of my life because of my damn socks. She was yelling and spitting shit at us for hours over absolutely nothing. It’s like she can’t handle the house being clean. Whenever things are finally chill and the chores are done, she finds some tiny thing to blow up over just so she can play the victim and complain about how she never gets to rest. It is straight up stupid and we are exhausted. We were supposed to go to my Nonna’s house today but now we’re stuck here cleaning the mess SHE made while my dad just sits there being ignorant on purpose. He sees her flipping out and trashing the place and he just ignores it which makes it ten times worse for us. We know for a fact she is mentally unstable and needs professional help but we don’t know how to tell her without her having another total meltdown.
How do you tell your own mother she’s lost it and needs a therapist when she thinks she’s the only sane one in the house? We’re reaching a point where we can’t even be around her without it turning into a disaster. Has anyone actually successfully forced a parent to get help when they are this far gone? We feel trapped and we need a way to tell her she’s unstable before we lose our minds too