Hi, ever since the second half of 2025, I’ve been struggling badly with my mental health and emotions.
It started during an overseas trip to Vietnam with my family. My mum became upset with my sister over small matters and began badmouthing her to my sister’s mother-in-law, who was also on the trip. It created a very tense and painful environment. I broke down crying, and all she said to me was, “Now you know how I feel.” I felt completely dismissed.
I shared a room with her during that trip. She played songs loudly on her phone while I was trying to sleep and did not respect that I needed rest. I eventually had to sleep in the living room without blankets because I couldn’t tolerate the situation anymore. That trip left me feeling traumatised, and I told myself I would never travel overseas with her again.
After we returned from Vietnam, she isolated herself in her room and rarely came out. I began hearing pounding sounds late at night but didn’t understand what was happening.
Things escalated in September 2026. One night, she started shouting angrily. My dad went into her room, and she said that two people were hiding inside and had stolen her watch — but there was no one there. That was when I realised she was hallucinating. I called an ambulance and sent her to IMH.
While waiting in A&E, she asked to use the toilet. As I waited outside, I heard the same pounding sounds and long inhaling breaths. I later found out she had been snorting crushed pills. Her urine test came back positive for benzodiazepines.
She was hospitalised under the Mental Health Act for two weeks. During that time, I found slabs of Ritalin and benzodiazepines in her room. I also discovered that she had struggled with drug addiction before marriage but had been rehabilitated. This was something I never knew my entire life. I was shocked and felt deeply betrayed. I always believed she simply had a difficult personality — I never imagined this side of her existed.
During her hospitalisation, I tried to process the truth and my emotions. She seemed calmer and different while admitted, and I hoped things would change. But after discharge, she returned to her old behaviours. It felt like a second betrayal. That was when I started to feel that she cares more about her addiction than her family. She has even neglected her cats — pets she insisted on adopting.
Her paranoia has worsened. She frequently claims that people are hacking her phone. She has become careless and distracted, burning food multiple times.
I now feel unsafe in my own home — not just for myself, but also for my dad and the cats. I have difficulty sleeping because I am constantly anxious that something might happen. I avoid staying home because I do not want to deal with her. The hurt and disappointment have slowly turned into resentment. Sometimes I feel that cutting ties with her might be the only way to protect my own well-being.
My mental health has been deteriorating because of this, and it feels deeply unfair. I am easily triggered when speaking to her. It affects my focus at work and my relationships with others. I don’t know how to manage my emotions anymore. I keep questioning why God is testing me this way. I don’t feel strong — I feel like I am slowly breaking apart.
Sometimes, in my exhaustion, I even wish someone would forcibly rehabilitate her because I am so tired of carrying this burden.
Please help me.