Well I was supposed to fly to Kentucky on Friday but at the last minute he canceled my ticket and said he'd rather come to New Mexico so that my family and friends feel more comfortable and know I'm safe. He was supposed to land at 10:05 Tuesday morning (5/21) he ended missing his flight because he got into an argument with security over what gate he was supposed to go to for his connecting flight in Houston. He ended up driving for 22 hours and over 1200 miles to be with me. Should all be great, right? Not even close. He got here last Friday (5/23) and to this day I still haven't seen him.
Something in him changed and he refuses to see me. I have never dealt with someone who suffers from bipolar disorder, but apparently changing his surroundings threw him into an episode. He has an appointment with a therapist to get back on his medication to regulate his moods but it's killing me that he is so close and chooses not to see me. I begged and pleaded with him yesterday to let me see him for five minutes and he agreed. I waited 3 hours before I demanded he prove to me that he is really here. He described my house, saying how many sheds we have outside to the color of our trash can to saying it's the fourth house down from the corner with the little cement wall around the house. He described where the mall was and exactly what hotels are right next to the mall, things he couldn't possibly know unless he was here.
I don't know how bipolar illness works but for whatever reason he is afraid to physically harm me so he said until he can get into a therapist we have to wait, even if it's hurting my heart. I don't know how much more I can take. I don't eat, I don't sleep and I have withdrawn from all my friends because I'm just so sad. My kids are the only thing that’s keeping me going at this point. I'm trying to be supportive for him but I'm just so angry I'd rather not talk to him until he is ready to see me.
Something in him changed and he refuses to see me. I have never dealt with someone who suffers from bipolar disorder, but apparently changing his surroundings threw him into an episode. He has an appointment with a therapist to get back on his medication to regulate his moods but it's killing me that he is so close and chooses not to see me. I begged and pleaded with him yesterday to let me see him for five minutes and he agreed. I waited 3 hours before I demanded he prove to me that he is really here. He described my house, saying how many sheds we have outside to the color of our trash can to saying it's the fourth house down from the corner with the little cement wall around the house. He described where the mall was and exactly what hotels are right next to the mall, things he couldn't possibly know unless he was here.
I don't know how bipolar illness works but for whatever reason he is afraid to physically harm me so he said until he can get into a therapist we have to wait, even if it's hurting my heart. I don't know how much more I can take. I don't eat, I don't sleep and I have withdrawn from all my friends because I'm just so sad. My kids are the only thing that’s keeping me going at this point. I'm trying to be supportive for him but I'm just so angry I'd rather not talk to him until he is ready to see me.
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