My biological father is schizophrenic. He is currently living in his front yard, sleeping on his porch and bathing and going to the bathroom in his yard, because he can't get into his house. It's filled to the roof with junk that he 'has to have' because it helps him communicate with bugs, birds, and God. He is drinking all day and doing drugs as well. He cut the lines from the phone and electric companies because he thought they were trying to steal things from him. In short, he's sick to the point that he is going to end up dying in his front yard due to all the things that he is dealing with in his head. He can't exist in the 'real' world.
I went to see him on Sunday, and it honestly broke my heart. I had not seen him or talked to him in 5 years, and I had written him out of my life. I do not like him as a person, because he has done some seriously fucked up things during my life, but I can't just let him live the way he is. It's not because he's my dad, it's because he's a human being. I spent 6 hours with him, and in that time I determined I could not let him continue living the way he is.
I called the state mental health agency today and they called him to ask if he would go to treatment. He refused and they said that there was nothing else I could do unless I wanted to call the cops to go check on him. I called the cops and told them to go do a 'welfare check' on him. The cops went to his house, found him in his yard covered in dirt, drunk and high, talking to bugs and had him call me. He thought that I sent the cops to steal his ideas, and that now they had recorded his address on their GPS. The fucking cop said he was fine and that I should try to find somebody to live with him to convince him to go to a doctor.
He is NOT FINE. He's effing crazy on a grand scale, and he needs to see a doctor, even if he doesn't want to. So, what can I do to make something happen? I don't care if it costs money, I just need some kind of options as to how to deal with this. I don't know who to call or anything, I just know he is not going to waltz into a doctor's office because somebody asks him to do it. Suggestions?
ETA-The pics are of some of the things he has done to the house. It's filled to the ceiling with boxes and stuff, and he has barbed wire around all the windows to keep people out. All the plastic bags in front of his garage are filled with different pieces of junk that he can't get rid of. It's sad to see in person.![]()



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