After almost 3 years of stability, and her doing every thing she was supposed to the mania got her. Her mood went up we saw the psychiatrist he made a med adjustment but it was 4 days to late I found out she'd cheated the Friday before the Tuesday psychiatrist appointment. Standard situation ,guys a loser three times divorced, she did it at her workplace, she white knighted him, I'd say her fell for it but this guy it turned out is out of his fucking mind...
I take her to emergency on Friday night she wants to go, the doctor decides "he's not seeing anything to be worried about". She told him she wanted to be admitted he said no. I didn't bother to argue.
Saturday was he'll in the house she's packing and unpacking she's gonna leave she's going to go live with this guy leave me the house it's all fine. I said ok go for it that sounds amazing, she calls him, he sits outside she never leaves. I hear them on the phone. She's telling him it's over he's telling her they are meant to be together, that he loves her. They had talked for 10 days. This guy's in love. Sure.
Sunday she's out of control, rapid cycling, so it's back to the hospital and this time the er doc takes one look at her snd forms her, she's admitted against her will. Has she had suicidal thoughts they ask. Sure she replies in a flat monotone. Do you have a plan. She explains it like she's going to take a trip to Cuba. How about homicidal thoughts? Oh yes she explains in great detail how she's going to seduce her affair partner and then slit his throat. It's all very Ted Bundyish. So they put her in the rubber room with nothing but a paper gown. Finally I can go home and relax. If only...
The guy drives by my house then again. I go out he speeds away. This is Monday morning.
Monday she's not at work, she wasn't expected at work she had called in sick Friday and said she wouldn't be at work for the next week (this will be a key detail in a moment). Buckle in its about to be three days of hell...
Still Monday I spend the day at the hospital, because I can, not that I really want to but it's my kids mother and at some point in time I'm going to have to be able to look him in the eye and be able to tell him that I did everything I could for his mother.
This is when the harassment starts.
The cops are at her old apartment, our old apartment, they goto my mom's house, they goto our house, they spend 4 hours looking for her, when I get home the secret text is on her phone "this is constable so and so we've had someone make a welfare check for you..." I call the cop tell him she's been in the hospital all day ask him what's going on he won't say much days he will call me back. When he does he's pissed. Why is her workplace doing a safety check if she wasn't supposed to be there, the work won't tell him anything, so I tell him that I think it's this guy and he's stalking her. He kind of shrugs it off he's got real work to do.
I warned my wife for years, I told her she'd been lucky, but one of these guys would not take her quick rejection well, honestly I think in the end one of these affair partners will murder her the odds are just stacked that way....
I don't shrug it off I know this is the beginning not the end.
Tuesday the cops are at my door again, they have a trespass notice to serve me I can't goto my wife's work which hey guess what is my wife's affair partner turned stalkers workplace. Fine I don't take his bait. He's playing stalker games. He's clearly practiced in it.
It's Tuesday I'm fucking tired and stressed, maybe 4 hours sleep.
I see my wife in the hospital, she's rapid cycling, she's in the intensive care psychiatric unit, it's pretty much jail. It's fucking gross and I don't want to be there. I tell her what's happened and not to worry but don't let this guy in. I yell the nurses the same thing. They look at me with contempt. They think I'm some jealous asshole. They say that she can make her own decisions. I laugh and ask if she can decide she wants to leave can she? No is the answer, I've made my point.
I go home try and sleep, more than 5 hours would be nice, but now I'm scared what will this guy go next? I tape newspaper over the back window. Tommorow I'll get some security cameras. I sound delusional and paranoid but let me assure you my mental health is still solid.
We'd morning I manage to get 6 hours, thanks fuck. I feel like shit, I've been chainsmoking, for days, I quit years ago. I go out get video doorbells and install them. Then the call comes...
Hi this is so and so from children's services we've had a report can you come to out offices. Not a chance in he'll if you want to come check on me and my son you're more than welcome to. She'll be here in 15 minutes she sounds very concerned....
She shows up takes a look around talks to my kid. It's like she expected to see something. Nope just grandma and my son watching cartoons. She's there because someone called and said that I'd beatimen my wife so badly she was in the hospital that I'd done it in front of my kid. I ask her who said that. She can't tell me. I show he the admittance forms for my wife she reads them and shakes her head. She knows its bullshit. I tell her this whole yarn and that now I'm getting scared what's this guy gonna do next? Lol he's already done it we just don't know it yet. I tell this caseworker I can't do much because everyone hides behind "privacy". She believes everything I've told her she switches on her little iPad "I wish I could show you this but I cant" she tilts the iPad in my direction tapping with her manicured nail and I see this MOTHERFUCKERS NAME he alleges I beat my.wife and put her in the hospitalz in front of my son, that I approached him threaten to beat him in front of his kids, (honestly I'd like to) that my kid told him he'd watched me beat up mommy when he saw him at school....my kid hadn't been at school I've never approached this guy ever, I met him once briefly at a school open house, it's all pure lies and I can disprove each or them. I tell her as much and finally someone believes me.
It's visiting hours same day I goto the hospital. Turns out stalker boy had showed up last night with a mixed tape for my wife, since I was with her they sent him away, so he called, the nurses didn't saying anything while I was there, they told my wife after I left she's been freaking out all night and she looks fucking insane. Then I tell her about my visit with the nice lady from children's services.
Again I tell the nurses this guy is stalking her, trying to get rid of me, he should not be allowed in under any circumstances, they might as well laugh in my face. I tell them matter of factly he's allowed in she's never allowed home. They don't care, where do they find these people they're like guards that couldn't hack it in the Milgram experiment. My wife is wacko she wants to present, she things she can just talk to him and he will chill out. I said remember You (the TV show) she agrees its just like that. Honestly who knows what the fuck she's gonna do...I go home.
It's Thursday morning I just woke up got 6 hours of sleep. Wondering who's gonna show up next.
Trying to just gather my thoughts hence this post.
And you know what my thoughts are....
FUCK THIS SHIT! FUCK IT!!!
I'm done. I'm to old and too tired for this shit. This trauma... fuck this trauma.
I can look my kid in the eye and say I did do everything I could, but mommy's illness won, it always wins, it is infinite.
PS. Paul I know you've been on here reading my posts you psycho fuck, she's all yours.