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It is only us. My mom, me, and my sister. My brother died almost four years ago in an automobile crash. We have no other family to reach out to or any friends for support. I live in Savannah, Ga while my mom and sister lives in New Iberia, LA, where I grew up. My sister has a boyfriend and three children. One of which (the oldest) lived with my mom almost her entire existence. She's 10 right now. My sister has two younger children one is 5 1/2 and the other is 2 1/2. I have a child that has just turned one and a boyfriend as well. My family has yet to know, see, or even be around my young one.

And I really need prayer for my mom, Lillie. She's in deep trouble and she might even be getting abused. See, she's in jail right now. She has been for over 2 months now. She's had a mental condition all her life. She was diagnosed as being bipolar with psychotic features. She's had hallucinations. She's jumped in rivers and bayous. She thinks she's everyone else except who she is. She's disoriented with life and her surroundings. She's even walked around town with her clothes off, shot at my friends, and have even tried committing suicide by cutting her wrists on several occasions.

Being someone who has grown up with this sort of behavior from my mom is not only scary but it's also tragic. It's hard to get a grip on her condition because she always chooses to skip her meds (she takes over 9 of them daily for different reasons) or take a dose that is not specified on her prescription.

We thought things were finally getting normal when two years passed and we hadn't noticed any signs of an outbreak. Then all of sudden it started. The wierd conversations. The paranoia. The anger and hostility for no reason at all. We knew immediately that things were not right and was trying to get ourselves prepared for that final moment when she would snap and officers would be forced to take her to a hospital as they have done so many times in the past. Sometimes it would take 8-10 to restrain her. Because of her size, there was a lot of physical force to restrain her and sometimes they would have to use mase. It was terrible to see. Though no matter how prepared we thought we were, we thought wrong.

So one day while I was at work (Walmart), I felt something strange. Almost evil. I had been calling my mom consistently for days and got no answer, which was not like her at all. We would talk 4-5 times daily on an array of unimportant topics. Since she did not have many friends she thought of her children as friends and treated us as such. I then proceeded to contact my sister to find out what's was going on. She also had not heard from my mom in days and was also worried.

I told her she needed to check on her and Camishia (her oldest child) right away because I felt something was not right. Little did I know, my words had come to life. Almost five hours later of desperately phoning my mom and my sister, I finally got a call from my sister with the verdict. Jail.

And why? Because my mom tried to kill my sister with a knife. She locked the door and had begun strangling her. She then got knife attempted to jab her with it. Her attempted only bruised her hand some how my sister was able to get away. My mom threw two of the children. The youngest against a glass table shattering it and the other (the oldest) against the wall. I was not there but maybe I should not have been.

My sister called the police in an attempt for help and knowing that my mom was a danger to herself and those around her. It took about 10 to restrain her and again they use mase. She told them that she did not want to press charges, and that she only wanted her to have help. She explained her condition to the cops.

To this day, my mom still doesn't have the help she needs. My sister has went repeatedly to see her on visitation (every Saturday for about 6 weeks now) and she is constanly turned around for different reasons. Ones that do not make sense. She was turned around most recently for wearing shorts. Ones that she have worn previously for visitation. We have not heard from my mom. And we continue to call the people in charge and leave messages concerning the state of my mom and have yet to get a return call back.

At one point in time, in the beginning. I spoke with the Warden who informed me that the initial time my mom was denied visitation rights was due to her beating up 6 deputees. I could do nothing but cry. I have no idea what is going on or what they are doing to her. She's not in a place where she can be rehabilitated or be medicated properly.

After hearing my story, I would like prayer for my mom's recovery. I would like prayer for her to be set free from this bondage and this attack. And for her soul to be delivered from this. I need prayer that God encamps His Angels to watch her and appoint people in her path that know the Lord and allow the Lord to use them to reach my mom. People that take an interest on my mom's behalf and to get involved in whatever injustice is taking place in that prison. Prayer that she receives the help, counseling, and rehabilitation that is needed for her recovery.

And finally for personal strength. Strength and courage to hold on and believe that no matter how crazy things seem, God still has it all under control. I need his wisdom and direction. His peace and grace. And his support to once again be able to see my mom delivered and set free.

Thank you for your time and all your prayers.

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