I feel like I'm getting mentally sick.
Long story short, I just turned 18. I'm going nuts in this house, literally. My dad is getting dementia/has it already. Before it started getting real bad, basically his kids from his first marriage stole his life savings and property, and it seemed he went insane or something, and now since dementia has developed, he keeps freaking confusing freaking memories about it. Every freaking day and night, OH MY MONEY WHERE IS IT, IS IT IN THE BANK, OH SOMEONE ON COURT STREET HAS IT. It's safe in the bank, he doesn't remember. At all. Court street is where he lived as a child. He thinks he has friends there, but they are dead. HES 81. He thinks the TV is talking to him, telling him about his money. On New Years at near midnight, we had to go to the emergency room because he was trying to leave and get lost, he got lost in the summer for 2 days and they found him almost dead. The VA is like "oh he's developing signs of dementia" WTF he has it already, and they haven't put him in a home yet or recommended it. He's been trying to leave every single night. We have to sleep in the hall blocking the door so he can't leave. He's thinking night is day and day is night every day. I CAN'T TAKE THIS NO MORE. College is starting soon, what am I suppose to do? Wake up at 3 am and can't go to bed because he thinks it's day time? We are crammed in a 1 bedroom apartment because his kids took his house he owned. What makes it worse is I have an autistic brother, he needs looking after and a mother who can't walk properly due to an ulcer on her leg. EVERY DAY I FEEL LIKE JUST HIDING IN THE 1 BEDROOM WE HAVE. I can't concentrate, I can't talk to friends without him thinking it's some person who deals with money, I can't do anything. I FEEL PHYSICALLY SICK EVERYDAY AND I THINK I'M GETTING MENTALLY SICK.
What amazes me is this was just all of a sudden. Sure, he forgot things here and there, but they day he found out he got robbed, he was just weird for the next few days and started getting confused, forgetting things and what not. This wasn't overtime, it was sudden. I'm going insane. As I'm typing this he's trying to find shoes to leave because he wants to go to a lawyers office, it's 10:30 EST. He thinks it's morning, MY MOM IS SLEEPING BY THE DOOR BLOCKING IT AND HID HIS SHOES.