I’ve been a lurker since early 2001, so I feel like I know a lot of you even though you don’t know me. I need help! In 2003 I married a severly disturbed woman during a time when I was deeply depressed. Now I’m getting better, but she is not. I’ve done everything I can to help her get better. I’ve taken her to og knows how many doctors, therapists and psychiatrists but she resists everything they say. She won’t take meds, she won’t journal, she won’t even exercise. She doesn’t work. She doesn’t clean. She is too paralyzed by fear to ride the bus, and she doesn’t have a driver’s license because she won’t practice driving unless I drag her from the house.
She has a history of berating me for hours for imaginary offenses and she has physically assaulted me a number of times. The last time she attacked me, I was sick and weak and couldn’t defend myself so I tried calling 911. She wrestled the phone from me and snapped it in half.
Fortunately, she is not at all abusive with the kids. The worst she could be accused of there is minor neglect, because she hides in her room or has her face in the computer instead of engaging with them. Most days, they have dinner before I get home, and they are happy, well adjusted kids for now. (I am terrified of what the future holds, though)
I’ve tried to leave her a few times in the last few years. The first time I told her I wanted to leave, she took a bunch of pills, landing her in a psych ward for 5 days. I couldn’t leave because then who would take care of the kids? (I was going to stay at my job where we have cots for overnighters & no kids are allowed) The next time, I took the kids and went to a hotel. She freaked out and threatened to call the police even though I told her that I was still in the city and I’d bring the kids back in a couple of days once she had had a chance to think. She insisted I tell her where we were and I stupidly did. :smack:The third time (Hi Opal!) I called her from work to tell her that I wasn’t coming home. I called her mom to tell her about the situation and to ask could she go over to the apartment to be sure my wife was ok. Her mom said she would check on the family, but that her daughter couldn’t count on her for anything. Not babysitting, not money, nothing. She said that my wife did this to herself and she could end up on the street for all she cared.:eek: Well once again, I relented and answered the phone when she called. She said flat out that I am her life raft and that without me she can’t function. I told her that it is simply not acceptable to make me responsible for everything. I stayed again. (Anyone heard this song before?)
I feel like I can’t win. If I am honest about how I feel, she freaks out, crumbles, and nothing gets done at the house, and I get bitched out about any and everything. So what do I do? I pretend that everything is fine, that I love her, and that I will stay. I reassure her that we will go to counseling, etc, even though she will only see old women marriage counselors because men “take my side in everything” and young women “flirt right in front of her.” :rolleyes:
For those of you still with me, thanks for reading. My question is, should I just disappear? I would keep supporting the family, I just wouldn’t live there anymore. Can you think of other options? There is no rational dialog possible with this woman. She is on my current lease, so I cant boot her from the apartment. I was thinking I’d take my brother up on his invite and go live in his vacant house 1.5 hours away from home and work. I don’t have money for a lawyer, because everything I make goes into supporting the kids. Help me all you brainy dopers; you’re my only hope!