I just realized I never updated y’all on my husband so here it is.
I went and picked him up from the jailhouse on July 31st. He got 10 years probation off in 5 with good behavior or something like that anyway. I’m not familiar with how these things work so I’m just guessing. He also got community service.
He got out by pleading guilty even though he says he didn’t do it and he also said he has to testify against my cousin. Yes I know if any of my family members read this it’s going to cause problems but it’s not like I get invited to anything so it doesn’t matter. Me and my little family celebrate holidays alone and that’s the way I like it.
I was seriously going to leave him in jail but with my son being schizophrenic I couldn’t. He was in and out of the hospital 3 times while his dad was in jail. It was not good for me nor my daughter to see him like that, especially my daughter.
Things are not going well at all now though. Money is disappearing again just like before. He stays gone with his friends and expects me to pay for everything. His mom sent us some money for Thanksgiving and he claims he used it to get the truck fixed but that hasn’t happened yet even though he claims he already paid the person for the job.
I don’t know what to do. I have no support system to help me and no place to go. I feel like I’m stuck living with a stranger. He says he loves me but he doesn’t act like it. I wish my mom was still alive. I don’t have a car or a way to pay for one either.
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I was watching Better Things earlier today and the mom took her kids to see her Uncle in Canada and while there found out she had an Aunt that her mother never told her about.
They never said the reason but I’m guessing it’s because the aunt was mentally unstable.
Her uncle told her that she was sent to live somewhere else because the family couldn’t handle her anymore. He gave her some pictures and the name and number of the place where she was.
The woman called and found out that she died in 1983 and no one knew because they had forgotten about her.
That is devastating to say the least but the worst part is that the lady she talked to offered to send her records to her because they were going digital and were going to destroy them.
Now I feel she should have taken her up on that because that is information you need to know about your family history and also while there her youngest daughter was seeing a woman that no one else was seeing and her great aunt had some mental problems that may have been passed down.
I say this because if you have read any of my posts you know that my son is schizophrenic. Luckily I found out before I had kids that mental instability ran in my family.
My grandfather committed suicide and my aunt has mental problems too. I’m just not sure what exactly is wrong with her.
Just please try to find out everything about your family so you will know when your children start acting strange so they can be properly diagnosed.
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Well that’s what everyone says anyway but does anyone even follow that really? I mean I know that we definitely should because of our son and if you’ve read any of my blog posts you know that our son is schizophrenic. If not here is one of the posts about that.
So anyway yesterday me and my husband got into an argument over our usual stupidness with me yelling at him and getting all angry and in turn yelling at the kids. Now I know that I shouldn’t have taken it out on them but sometimes that happens.
As usual our son couldn’t handle it and the voices got worse to the point that he had a panic attack. His said his eyes were rolling into the back of his head, he couldn’t breathe and he wasn’t able to sit still. I called his therapist but he was so agitated that he wouldn’t talk to her.
He was just screaming for me to hang up. He never did talk to her but after a while of the house being quiet he finally went to sleep and stayed asleep. Luckily his therapist is coming by today for a session with him and his sister and all will be well.
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Okay first of all why does the universe constantly feel the need to test me all the time? I feel like I’ve had enough tests for one lifetime. I mean I know it’s trying to teach me a lesson but I feel that even though I haven’t remedied the situation I have learned. It’s just really hard when you have no one to help you. Both of my parents are dead and all of my grandparents are dead, me and my brother don’t even spend holidays together. He could be dead for all I know.
I just feel like there’s no way out for me. There is seriously no one to help me and besides that both of my kids have mental disabilities. My son is schizophrenic which makes him unpredictable in what he’s thinking or wanting to do and I don’t want to put that burden on someone else.
Okay now that that’s out of the way on to the cable line. This is really no big deal because the cable company came out and repaired it and we didn’t get charged because we have a maintenance agreement with them. The thing is that the guys that cut it claimed it was already like that. Seriously? My son was watching TV just fine beforehand. They lied. Now I know you’re wondering but how did it happen?
Well they are friends of my husband’s and they were being nice, I guess, but since they lied about cutting the cable line I have no idea what’s going on. They were here to cut down the bushes because my husband wasn’t doing it and that’s how the cable line got cut. I have no idea why they lied about cutting the cable line though. But at least now I know not to let them anywhere near my yard again, right?
I just hope the universe quits testing me soon because I feel like I’m losing my mind.
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Okay so they went trick or treating last night and after they got home I realized it may have been a mistake.
First Arianna texted me to tell me that she got sick and her brother Mark went for her. No big deal because she’s 15 and I figured if she kept the doors locked that she was fine. She texted me back to say that her Uncle Dan was watching her. Now this man is someone I do not like BUT at this point there’s nothing I can do because I chose not to go but everything turned out fine so again no big deal.
So on to her brother Mark. If you don’t already know he suffers from Schizophrenia. If you are not familiar with it let me enlighten you. This is a horrible mental health disorder that if not treated properly will destroy the sufferers life and those around them. They suffer from delusions, hallucinations, disordered thinking and speech, and disorganized behavior. Certain things can trigger these behaviors even when treated properly but he wanted to go so I let him. Huge mistake.
When he got home I knew something was wrong. He was acting paranoid, every time someone went into the kitchen he wanted to know who was there. Even after taking his medicine he couldn’t calm down. By midnight I was getting angry and even though I knew that yelling at him wasn’t going to help I couldn’t take it anymore. He was in and out of his room, yelling at the voices and driving me crazy. By 2:30 A.M. I gave up and went to bed.
He finally calmed down and went to sleep but since I went to bed I don’t know what time he calmed down but when I got up this morning he was sleeping good and when he got up I noticed a big difference in how he was acting.
So now I know to think about his mental health when deciding about celebrating holidays. No crowds for him anymore. Just quiet celebrations at home and let his dad and sister do that crowded stuff in public.
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Well just last month on May 10th my husband ended up getting arrested leaving me alone with no way to go. Luckily he has good friends that helped me adjust to being alone with two developmentally delayed children along with my family. Thank goodness he’s better at making friends than I am.
About a week later I got our truck back thank goodness. It was left at someone’s house and wasn’t impounded. Although the reunion with our truck wasn’t all rosy because it had been burglarized. If it wasn’t attached to the truck it was stolen along with my government phone that I was getting free service on. Such a bummer.
On top of that my kids were having a hard time adjusting to his absence with my oldest having to be hospitalized because he was thinking about killing himself, me and his sister. That was scary finding out that was going on in his head. He isn’t doing much better either, He’s schizophrenic, bi-polar and has Tourette’s syndrome. We still haven’t got his meds straightened out either. Please keep him in your prayers or whatever it is you do to help make good things happen.
My daughter cried for about a week but seems fine now but still misses her daddy.
As for me I was scared out of my mind for about two weeks and was wanting him home immediately despite the fact that I have been wanting a divorce for quite sometime now. I am doing much better now and we are doing better financially without him. So I will be going forward with the divorce soon.
Well thank you for reading my post and please keep us in your thoughts as we navigate this new adventure.