My son was diagnosed at age 25. He is 39 now. He lacks judgement and makes poor decisions. He has gotten into financial debt he can’t pay. I worry about his health and wellbeing. He doesn’t take care of himself. He is on an injection and daily medication. GOD gives me strength. I’m able to help my son have a roof over his head, transport and food. Resources are very limited to find to help him. He needs some help to keep his place clean. It’s horrible living conditions but he has a roof over his head. I hope one day he will be able to get a job and enjoy life.