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EFerrari Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Jan-17-07 10:22 PM
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My husband had a meds change that went south and he decided to leave me.
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Edited on Wed Jan-17-07 10:25 PM by sfexpat2000
It's true. Just about two weeks after his meds were tweaked, he decided I was a bad person. He told me that I was a control freak and an anti - Semite (:wtf:) and not his wife but only his roommate and not his family but only his caretaker.

And because he was scared, he took all the money and of course, that means, he left me with all the bills. And he left me with 7 cats and our dying Lab who adored him. It was pretty horrible.

And I guess I needed to post this, I hope, not so much to get "awe, Beth" from you all but to mark how fragile some people really are despite their best efforts. To mark how tech doesn't really solve everything, to mark that our mental health is a process much more than it is a decision. To point out, our families really work hard and we need all the understanding and support we can get.

We are your teachers and your entertainers and your nurse practitioners and your printers. We are seniors and vets and we may not be very vocal but, we're here.

This post is to mark, that even if you and your whole family knows the situation and does its utmost to take care of it, things can still go drastically wrong and the community at large just doesn't seem to notice.

My soon to be ex, my oldest friend, will be fine, somehow. I'm not sure how. I'm cool although this has been painful for me and scary, too, because I have no idea how he is. I guess I'm trying to trust that there are enough adults around him to put arms around this. And, I can't be passive. I have to make calls that are uncomfy and to find out what is what. That's the job.

Families dealing with mental illness are tired, cranky, reactive and usually strapped. Oh, and many of us are are on the edge if not homeless because the illness broke our piggy bank. But, we're also by necessity, creative, thoughtful, patient and loyal.


As the rock song goes, for what it's worth.

:hug:
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