Please help my mentally ill brother

Hi, my name is Alvin. I’m making this go fund me to help my mentally ill brother, he

suffers from bpd and schizophrenia and its very bad. There have been multiple times

where he’s spiralled out of control, and it’s been difficult to watch him go through this

as his brother. I don’t often share personal situations like this, but I really just want

what’s best for my family and so here I’ll give a rough explanation for you understand

the backstory.

So me, my mum and my brother used to live together, my brother has suffered with

BPD and schizophrenia since he left uni back in 2015-2017 (I’m not too sure exactly

since I was quite young back then). We were able to get him help for a while, and he

was given meds to take which would make him very tired, but he was still himself.

He still had his personality and could hold a conversation, smile, laugh, make jokes

and work. After a while he stopped taking the meds (around 2020 now) as he felt

that he was fine and that’s when everything went wrong. He started to play music

extremely loud in the house, smoke in my mum’s house, (which we’re not supposed

to do) and verbally harass both me and my mum. After while of this my mum had to

ask him to leave and he was able to get himself a place and since he was getting

money from the government, we’d mistakenly assumed that he was living

comfortably. Roughly a year after this happened, he started to come to our house

and kick the door and would try and almost break the door. But since the police said

he hadn’t done anything yet that they could arrest him for nothing could be done and

we had to just sit and wait for something to happen that we could report which was

hell. My mum would have to go work with me home, neither of us knowing if I was

safe or not. I had kept a knife under my desk so that I could feel safe and when he

would come, I’d hide and make sure I was ready to call the police if anything

happened. This became regular until one night he tried again as he would. I was

home alone and this time it sounded like he was trying to get in, he was pulling the

handle scratching at the door and kicking the hardest he had yet. After what felt like

hours of this, he went to a property near where we lived and verbally assaulted

and damaged someone else property breaking their windows. And so, we then took

him to court and then we didn’t hear from him for 1 or 2 years. Then recently we

were told there was news about him and initially I was worried. But hearing he’d

been taken by the police and moved to a psych ward, despite feeling scared, I also

realised that it was best for him cause at least he’d be safe and taken care of. And

shortly before deciding to put this up I was able to visit and speak to him, but when I

came to see him, his state shocked me he looked empty, almost like a husk of the

brother I’d known him to be. But there was hope, when I spoke to him, we held what

felt like the first normal conversation in years. He even asked me about a piercing I

had, and I said how it hurt when I got it, which got a laugh out of him. I could see

parts of the old him still in there which I can’t explain to you how happy it makes me.

My mum and I have been praying for this for years, so to see what seems like a

turning point, really does fill me with hope (the goal for me giving this backstory isn't for any type of sympathy for me its for you to realise the massive contrast between him then and now and why this is such a big thing).

After this he’d also given us permission to go to his apartment and grab some of his clothes. But when we got there, I was

honestly just devastated. Everywhere smelt horrible, his living room just had shoes a

mat and random chair, his bedroom had a bed and a place for his clothes and that

was it. There was black mould in every room and the kitchen was just straight foul. It

was heart breaking to see how he’d been living all this time. I feel we can get him

back to us and back to how he used to be again, which is what both me and my

mum want, and so we’re visiting him often showing him that we love him and care for

him. After finding out he’d had no friends for the past several years and seeing his

apartment, I can’t help but feel like his living condition is also a massive contribution

as to why he became the way he was, and I can’t have him going back to that. Thats

why my goal with this is to use the money from here to buy him some furniture or

anything to make his life and living situation better. To actually give him a home to

come back to. ALL FUNDS WILL BE USED TOWARDS THIS GOAL, I WILL NOT

BE TAKING ANY FUNDS PERSONALLY AND ANY EXTRA WILL BE USED TO GO

TO CHARITIES THAT HELP PEOPLE WITH MENTAL HEALTH, if people are wary

of this, I am more than happy to give and show receipts on where the finances go if

any are given. the goal right now is £100 but honestly, I’m just trying to get as much

possible to change his room before he’s let out. Please if you can help us out

anything will do, thank you for reading this.

(also the photos given are what his place looks like)

I also want to give a big thanks to my friend Nohwr who helped proof read this and change some stuff as i write like a donkey