Sandra, I’m in a similar position but my parents have been involuntarily destroyed, one at a time and very quickly, by drugs that had side effects that led to hospitals where abuse, neglect and malpractice converted both of them, within days, to 25% of their mental and physical selves. That this would happen to MY PARENTS after my life was ruined in the same way is so bitterly painful that I despair at times like you do. I’ll stick around til the bitter end to defend my parents and stay involved with the desperate push to educate the blinkered sheep in media and at large about the harm psych drugs cause every day. Billions spent, immeasurable suffering and loss, and only us “crazy” people see it. It’s hard to keep the faith but for me, it’s obligatory. I nearly passed out or died of dehydration in the last throes of my Pharma ordeal and I did “hear” from the other side, where nice spirits were communicating that it was okay to stop and come on over to their neck of the metaphysical woods. I “told” them that I had work to do and that I would not accept their offer of relief. I then crawled about 50 feet to the kitchen sink and arduously concocted an electrolyte solution of sugar, salt and water, drank it and presumably stopped a slide toward death. My dad had told me that lives could be saved with such a beverage; I don’t know if water alone would have done much good. ANYWAY, I hope your loved ones will fall away from the drug dealers yet remain standing and regain their health. Where there is life there is hope.