It could be that she's switching meds or that the particular med they had her on was causing some trouble. Schizoaffective is a really complicated disorder to treat, and there's still an unfortunate amount of guesswork in figuring out which meds of each class someone will respond to. Hypothetically, if she were put…

DON'T YOU KNOW THE TRUE MEANING OF CHRISTMAS IS FUCKING STUFF?!?!?!?

It's also okay for people to call it whatever silly garbage they personally enjoy. Chill.

As a fellow crazy, how goddamn old does this fucking get? Every single time someone does something bad some nincompoop in the comments section is all "*tsk tsk* MENTAL ILLNESS." as if doing something bad is the same thing as being mentally ill.

Holy whoacraps. I'm just going to enumerate the MOST terrible things I see here:

Actual hoarder here. It fucking sucks.

Not only that, even. Pot can interact with certain medications and can trigger episodes in people who are mentally ill.

It's ALL about Heather Feather.

My cat had a dental last week and it was just like that. She was stumbling around confused and scared all night and it just broke my heart.

I imagine people who were porn stars are also more likely to teach their kids sex-positivity and normalize sexual activity from a young age, as well. Those kids probably have an easier time with this sort of thing.

As a mentally ill person, thank you.

Yeah, that's not actually one of those "personal belief" things. Mental illness has an agreed-upon definition formed by large numbers of very educated people who are a lot smarter than you or me.

I love how people immediately go "oh well he had to be mentally ill to do something awful." Or he's just a fucking monster. You don't have to be insane to be evil.

I know, right? Like, damn. When even Bush thinks you're being seriously racist and will say so on fucking television, you have seriously gone over the god damn edge.

I had literally been looking for the right kitty for MONTHS. I was very picky about the personality I wanted and none of the other kitties felt quite right. I met her, and BOOM. She was just My Cat, y'know? Nobody else was going to adopt my kitty out from under my nose!

Doing nothing for Thanksgiving. Haven't put on pants since Tuesday night.

I met my cat too late to adopt her that day too! I was meeting a number of cats in sequence, and at the end of the day I picked her out to meet. She was bony and clumpy and ragged (she had just come off of stray hold, clearly had a rough time on the streets), but she rolled over on her back and purred when I rubbed…

Ahahahaha. You're either having a really shitty day or you're just like the most sanctimoniously judgemental person on the planet.

We don't necessarily know that she knew she was going to swim that way.

I had a friend in middle school who had asthma. It was diagnosed by a doctor, but her parents were in some weird kind of denial and refused to get her an inhaler. Like they thought if they didn't treat it it wouldn't exist.