I made the mistake of voicing my opinion at a support group meeting. I don't usually say too much and I am certainly no expert on parenting an adult child who has a mental illness. Last night I chose to speak up and made the mistake of saying that despite a person having a mental illness they have a responsibility to help themselves as much as possible. That allowing them to live at home and wallow in their misery and constantly dumping their anguish on us is not doing anyone a favor. This was not met very favorably. I left feeling like a monster.