I’m torn. Yes, it does sound distressing to be constantly disturbed like this, but on the other hand it’s how you frame it and particularly to children.
When I was young, a neighbours son had schizophrenia. Neighbour was an elderly widower, moved in after death of wife with adult son. This was several decades ago when there were no meds for schizophrenia (although even with the range of modern and new gen meds there is still a sizeable cohort who are pharmacologically treatment resistant). The son often had episodes involving constant various emergency services, and knives were often involved. The poor old father was often black and blue, black eyes etc from physically trying to manage him during an episode or fighting him off when the son thought he was the devil or whatnot. The son would often be carted off to a mental institution for a few months, and would then return.
As neighbours, this was disturbing, however, the best thing my parents taught me, as a child, was that this was absolutely nothing compared to what that poor old man was going through with a son he must have loved so much but could do nothing to help and how both of their suffering was so much greater than the disturbance to others. That was something I have never forgotten and have taken with me professionally (healthcare) and personally, through the rest of my life.
Just as a postscript, at one point, neighbours had not seen elderly man for a few days so called police for welfare check. He had died in the house, police at the scene thought it looked likely of natural causes in bed - they stood and gossiped with neighbours back in the day, not the privacy issues we have now. They had to get what was the equivalent of a swat team back in the day, to get in to see/remove the dad as the son wouldn’t let anyone in and was armed. Heartbreaking stuff. Son was taken away, never saw him again, and after several months of the house standing empty, it was put up for sale and new neighbours.