Living with one who’s decided their meds are “optional.” 😵💫💊
The setup?
You’re already dodging verbal grenades and walking on eggshells like it’s an Olympic sport.
But then comes the plot twist:
“I’ve stopped taking my meds.”
Oh. Goodie.
Not forgot to take them.
Not ran out.
Nope—decided.
Because “medication dulls my sparkle,” or “I don’t need it anymore,” or “You’re the problem, not me.”
And suddenly you’re not in a relationship anymore—
You’re starring in a live-action psychological thriller where:
🎭 They’re calm and charming at the dinner table with friends…
😡 Then raging at you ten minutes later over a tea towel “looking at them funny.”
🗣️ They’re hearing voices—but only ones that tell them you’re untrustworthy.
🧠 They’re convinced you’re part of a secret plot—possibly involving your aunt, the neighbour, and the local radio station.
🛏️ You’re sleeping with one eye open and both feet half out the window “just in case.”
Psychological Truth Bomb 💥
➡️ Psychosis + unmanaged anger is a clinical issue.
➡️ Abuse is a choice.
➡️ Choosing to stop medication—knowing what happens—is a form of coercive control.
When someone uses psychosis or mood disorders as a weapon, not a wound, we are no longer in mental health territory—we are in manipulation country.
The funniest part?
They can’t remember you needed YOUR car to take your family out,
but they can remember exactly when to switch on the charm for their boss, the courts, or their family.
(“He just seems so lovely! Are you sure you’re not exaggerating?” Yes. You’re very sure.)
Final note (that’s not so funny):
Living with someone who is abusive and refuses the tools that would help them behave safely…
is like sitting on a time bomb that knows it’s a time bomb…
and blames you for ticking.
