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Part 1 would be this thread from last Febuary.
So, after 9 months of relative stability, she's going off the deep end again. Starts just like last time - I get a call at work yesterday that she *has* to talk to me. So we talk that night - out in my car again. And she's absolutely manic. Rambling on and on about "life force" and "positive and negative energy" - metaphysical crap. Have no idea where she's getting this stuff from. Star Wars references ("The Force"), etc. Wants to know where "we" stand. I said, there is no we any more. Just me and you. And if it weren't for the kids, you wouldn't even say that in the same sentence.
Then, at 0600 this morning she calls me as she's driving to work. She wants to see if we can "make it work" - ie. get back together (it's almost 3 years since she left). Says that she could cut back on her work hours so I could concentrate on my career more, etc. My spidey sense is tingling - I've heard all this before in last springs episode. Then of course, when she was feeling better, all that disapeared and she went back to being the same old bitch again. I said we'd talk about it later.
So 2:30 this afternoon she calls me at work and asks me to pick her up at work (about 70 miles away in Denver). I can tell from her tone of voice that she's flaking out again. And of course, she won't tell me what's going on over the phone. So I agree, but I'm in the middle of important stuff that has to get done this week, so she'll have to wait.
After I pick up the kids and drop them off with their grandmother (x's mom) I head up. As soon as we're out of the building she's crying that "they" are after her again. The same conspiracy to "get her" has followed her up from the Colorado Springs hospital where she used to work to this one. Everyone is "watching" her. And of course, she's already blabbed this crap to her supervisor - just like last time.
And of course, she stopped taking the meds and seeing the shrink as soon as she felt better from last time. And I'm here again trying to convince her - again - that none of this is real, it's all in her head and that she NEEDS HELP and has to stick with it, or she's gonna end up in an institution (well, I left off that last bit.).
At least her mom is visiting at the moment, so there's some more adult supervision available, especially wrt the kids.
And if you're wondering why I'm involving myself in this at all - it's because of the kids. She's important to them, so I owe it to them to help her. And I need to stay engaged with the situation so I know if she's getting to the point where she's a danger to herself or the kids. I will help what I can - but I absolutely WILL NOT get sucked into the situation to the degree that I did last spring.
Man what I would give to go back in time about 11 years to kick my own ass for ever getting involved in this situation.
Part 1 would be this thread from last Febuary.
So, after 9 months of relative stability, she's going off the deep end again. Starts just like last time - I get a call at work yesterday that she *has* to talk to me. So we talk that night - out in my car again. And she's absolutely manic. Rambling on and on about "life force" and "positive and negative energy" - metaphysical crap. Have no idea where she's getting this stuff from. Star Wars references ("The Force"), etc. Wants to know where "we" stand. I said, there is no we any more. Just me and you. And if it weren't for the kids, you wouldn't even say that in the same sentence.
Then, at 0600 this morning she calls me as she's driving to work. She wants to see if we can "make it work" - ie. get back together (it's almost 3 years since she left). Says that she could cut back on her work hours so I could concentrate on my career more, etc. My spidey sense is tingling - I've heard all this before in last springs episode. Then of course, when she was feeling better, all that disapeared and she went back to being the same old bitch again. I said we'd talk about it later.
So 2:30 this afternoon she calls me at work and asks me to pick her up at work (about 70 miles away in Denver). I can tell from her tone of voice that she's flaking out again. And of course, she won't tell me what's going on over the phone. So I agree, but I'm in the middle of important stuff that has to get done this week, so she'll have to wait.
After I pick up the kids and drop them off with their grandmother (x's mom) I head up. As soon as we're out of the building she's crying that "they" are after her again. The same conspiracy to "get her" has followed her up from the Colorado Springs hospital where she used to work to this one. Everyone is "watching" her. And of course, she's already blabbed this crap to her supervisor - just like last time.
And of course, she stopped taking the meds and seeing the shrink as soon as she felt better from last time. And I'm here again trying to convince her - again - that none of this is real, it's all in her head and that she NEEDS HELP and has to stick with it, or she's gonna end up in an institution (well, I left off that last bit.).
At least her mom is visiting at the moment, so there's some more adult supervision available, especially wrt the kids.
And if you're wondering why I'm involving myself in this at all - it's because of the kids. She's important to them, so I owe it to them to help her. And I need to stay engaged with the situation so I know if she's getting to the point where she's a danger to herself or the kids. I will help what I can - but I absolutely WILL NOT get sucked into the situation to the degree that I did last spring.
Man what I would give to go back in time about 11 years to kick my own ass for ever getting involved in this situation.
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