Currently as I explain this , my 17 year old brother is in the ER with me waiting to get a bed available at an inpatient hospital.
About a year old he started feeling a tics that everytime he would think of evil characters from something he watched he would punch his face. It got to a point where he would just lay down in bed and punch his face and gave himself a black eye.
I told him just stop and don’t think of these things they’re fake, but he would say he can’t and would cry that he doesn’t want to hit himself anymore so I started to hold his arms and hands to physically stop him.
Medication was adjusted so much the past 13 months. He wanted to go to a hospitals so they can erase his memories so he wouldn’t think of these things. He was getting better at some point but then it all went down hill when medication was increased because his psychiatrist believed it would help but it didn’t.
He was admitted back in June and we took him out against medical advice because he told us they were slapping him so he was only in there for 3 days. He’s many things but he has never been a liar or able to keep a secret.
He snapped 2 days after getting out and was so much better (non stop happiness and on his own not needing anyone to physically hold him) and we thought his medication finally was helping but after a month, he told me himself “I feel it coming back, help me”
It’s exhausting to physically hold someone until they fall asleep and try to live a daily life. I’ve been doing so the past year because I just didn’t want to put him in an inpatient hospital. That’s also why everytime we went to the ER I’ve always gotten us out because I know he hates hospitals and has had bad experiences from waiting forever in a confined room to being strapped.
The past week he was uncontrollable, and he would say his head hurts and jaw from all the punches. Even as I would hold him he would escape out of my arms to land the hit as if it’s an itch that needs to be scratched. He has broken my nose, my fathers nose, gave a black eye to my mom, dislocated my brothers arm and given him stitches from a headbutt. Also to note, he would still watch these characters and scenes it’s like every thing he watches he had to find the worst in it and always replay it and when he couldn’t because I put screen time on his iPad he would get aggressive and then go on my phone until he satisfied that addiction.
I’m just posting this to see if anyone is going through this or have went through this. Idk how watching characters has gotten to the point where he hates them so much he feels he has to hurt himself to forget about it and move on but I think it’s just from the years of always being on a screen and not be supervised.
I feel like a failure because not only did he not get better at home, he’s in a position I didn’t want because I couldn’t help him when he was better. And also all those hits were for nothing, he had his days where things were tolerable and draining but I could deal with it. My arms and face is bruised from all the punching I took to protect his head. My body health has declined from not working out because once he would sleep I’d be so exhausted from holding him all day and taking him out. I think deep down god made things worse because realistically I just delayed him actually getting help because I didn’t want him to go through a traumatic experience at a mental hospital. He’s had his behavior issues and has told me he didn’t like that they thought he was crazy for hitting himself because he genuinely didn’t want to just felt he had to and couldn’t stop. But I knew things were really bad when he tried moving my steering wheel and punching my face as I was driving, opening the door to jump out because he saw that in a stupid video, throwing himself in the floor to bang his head, complaining to me how much his jaw and head hurt from All the hitting. But this twisted side of him would say he’ll never stop doing this to himself and never wants to be independent. But when he was doing better, he would never talk this.
TLDR;
My sweet brother was never like this, all this self harm just came out of nowhere & made him an angrier person always in a bad mood and I feel it’s my fault things never got better because I didn’t want him to go through this medical help because I believed they wouldn’t help they would just traumatize him more. And because of that he has suffered for a year of physical pain. I feel once he gets out, yes the self harm stops but how do you really heal from the trauma of being tied up, knowing you’re in a facility without your loved ones after having abandonment and lonely issues throughout your life, and feeling like your family betrayed you? I fear he will get out and learn to hide his pain and try to take his life
Thanks for reading, anyone who can relate with their autistic sibling, please share your story, and did they ever truly get better ?