Sister won’t accept bipolar diagnosis
Hello all.
I’m new to posting so bare with me. I think I’m mainly wanting to vent but would love some advice if possible.
My sister was diagnosed with bipolar in her early 20s. She is now in her mid 30s. She took medicine and saw a therapist in her first few years of diagnosis but then completely stopped both. She’s been unmedicated for quite a while and I truly feel like she’s in psychosis or manic almost consistently. Talking to her is impossible as it makes no sense. It almost sounds like she’s speaking another language. She will switch topics or just her wording sounds like she’s speaking in poems. I’m not sure if that makes sense to anyone. She has an obsession with technology and her phone tracking her or affecting her to an extent that doesn’t making sense. She’s obsessed with germs and always thinks everyone including her pets are sick on a weekly basis. She is married and her husband does not know her diagnosis… even though he has come to my parents with worries they have not shared this with him. She has a 3 year old child and I truly worry for him sometimes. She’s a wonderful person and good mom but she needs medicine (in my opinion.) she watched my daughter one time with her husband once, and when I got home asked me what all the yellow squiggles in my house were. (There obviously are none.) she’s never watched her since and she has asked multiple times only for me to tell her im not comfortable with it.
I’ve tried to bring up the topic of her mental health multiple times. Even sharing how postpartum I realized I have OCD and trying to connect with her and she completely shut me down. She gets very angry and mean when the topic is brought up.
My parents are no help and I believe they are just constantly walking on eggshells and won’t speak up. Just saying how she needs more sleep. And encourage me to see her when I explained how it’s too hard.
Her refusing her diagnosis and treatment has truly affected everyone’s health in our family. She is draining. Has anyone else dealt with this? I’m at a point where I’m accepting that I’ll never have a relationship with her like I want. That she will never really know me. That for my own health I have to distance myself greatly. I love her and I’ll always be here if she really needed me… but I think I’m at a point where I have to love myself more.