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Originally Posted by MrMastodonFarm
Dealing with paranoid schizophrenia might be the worst thing I can think of.
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My great uncle suffered from it. He did ok with his meds until his mother died. Then he abandoned them and became a homeless person. He would show up at various relative's homes from time to time. The last time I saw him was in 91 or 92, I remember because we had a discussion about hockey, more specifically Mario Lemieux. That was the only coherent thing I recall as he was speaking to imaginary people and singing the rest of the time.
I would be very wary of this individual not being monitored pretty much forever.