A lot has happened since my last post.
Some good and some bad. Most all of it sad or ultimately bad news.
I’ll write it in two sections since it takes a lot out of me to write these things. It makes me upset and sad. I feel so powerless and I’m crushed.
Incident 1: little lies preventing me from trusting her like she seems to think she deserves.
I took a week off work to help my wife settle back into the household. I didn’t feel 100% sure that it was safe for me and the kids, but we really don’t have other options. And frankly I have been hopeful that she will come back and rebuild our broken relationship while working on her mental health. She is the mother of my kids and I do love her. I have been ready to take on more responsibilities and support her so long as she makes an effort to be honest, transparent, and show respect to herself, myself, and the kids. I expected good days and bad days, but perhaps I didn’t fully understand how this illness works.
We are not in a financial situation that allows us to do this any other way and we have no external support aside from occasional phone calls from family members.
Anyway, the incident started maybe a day or two after she got out of the hospital. All her cards got lost prior to getting caught in the affair (likely lost her wallet due to lack of sleep and mania) and I cancelled my credit card that she usually had while she was acting crazy before the hospitalization because I was afraid she would kidnap the kids or buy a something expensive. Anyway, I gave her $40 to have some pocket money. I took her to CVS with me while I tried to refill one of my own medications.
I didn’t think of it in the moment, but she did lag behind when I was walking into the store. She said she had important things to buy.
After talking to the pharmacist, I turn the aisle to find her texting someone and quickly hiding it. I ask her who she’s texting and she lies saying she is comparing the prices of lipstick in the aisle with Amazon prices. She grabs one randomly, a share she’d never wear. I told her I saw her texting and she denies it. I see the lipstick is $14 and say you don’t need that expensive lipstick. She tells me it’s really cheap, like $3. I get pissed and storm out of the store. She comes out like 30 minutes later and has bought a basket full of expensive snacks and garbage.
She tells me that she was texting a girl from the mental hospital and hid it because she had called her a few minutes before and asked if a male patient from the facility could get my wife’s phone number. I asked for her phone and I did see a message (deleted) from my wife saying she didn’t want to give out her phone number. I believed her and could understand how her fears of me freaking out would motivate her to hide the interaction. I wasn’t happy that she lied, but I accepted it because I could see that she did refuse the dudes advance.
She said they were all trying to link il to start some kind of support group. I tried to tell her that it didn’t seem good to stay connected to people from that facility, but she got irate and told me I wasn’t allowed to stop her from talking to them. They were her buddies and they went through it all together and I had no right to stop her from seeking support through them. I would later find out that they were all forbidden from exchanging numbers in the first place. I didn’t think about it at the time, but I realize how stupid it would be to let a big group of mentally ill patients link up and "support each other" unsupervised. Super dangerous.
After that incident we had our ups and downs with some seriously painful arguments. I’m not good at disengaging and giving she space to cool off when she is acting aggressive or extremely irritable. I have abandonment issues and I I always want to seek closure immediately otherwise I will sit around scare and paranoid until a resolution is found. I have a bad habit of following her around like a puppy dog trying to smooth things over and then she says hurt ful things about me or starts acting like am there’s no hope because she is a bad person and I always take the bait and start disagreeing with her and it turns into a full-blown argument.
I know it’s really bad but these arguments and hostile interactions have been happening in front of the kids. I understand that as the more mentally sound person, I should be doing a better job of not exposing them. They see her treating me poorly and lashing out at me for no reason. They see her say mean things to me and there’s no way they haven’t seen her aggressive and hostile body language and the soul-less angry eyes that seem to accompany her mania.
It’s so hard to see her flip into mom mode and act like everything is peachy whenever the kids approach her. While she is emotionally manipulating and essentially abusing me. I can’t figure out if she is actually flipping into mom mode or if it’s all just an act with them.
If she is actually flipping into mom mode, it makes me sad that she doesn’t seem to be able to flip back into wife mode. She has cheated on me at least once and I am still grieving from that trauma and she barely almowledges it unless I basically wear her down and beg her. The only time she acknowledges me is when I finally break down into a puddle and cry my eyes out. Any other time and we have to battle it out. I know that she is mental ill, but I can’t do it much longer: She says she wants to make it work but all of her actions say otherwise. I’m hurting so bad inside.
Anyway, in spite of the conflicts, we resumed our religious marriage and started making love again. I’ve been super self conscious about the possibility of her not being sexually satisfied so I’ve been going above and beyond in the bedroom and trying to do things I normally don’t like much. She initially seemed to calm down and get more affectionate. I thought maybe this was the missing puzzle piece that would help us connect again. I’ve also been super sexually frustrated for at least a few months (I realize everything stopped mostly while she was having the affair), so it was honestly nice for me to be able to blow off steam. I am still attracted to her and it’s not easy living in the same house as strangers with the woman you are accustomed to sleeping with regularly.
As part of the religious reinstatement of our marriage, she agreed to the restrictions on her access to electronic devices and social media apps. Her father was a witness over the phone to this.
There have been a few times where I have gotten suspicious or nervous and I have asked to see her phone randomly. She has always complied but she is often extremely irritated and angry at me. She acts like a grounded and angry teenage girl who can’t go to the prom or something. After a few seconds she will come over and hover over what I am doing and start bitching about it saying "I thought you were only going to do this or that, not check all of that or this and so on!" "What are you looking for, there’s nothing there!" "did you find it yet!" After a while of silence she gets nervous and starts genuinely pleading to know if I found anything. It makes things so much more tense.
She’s really not a good liar and she’s not good at hiding things. The only reason I didn’t catch her before this was because I trusted her and was not suspicious. She’s really not used to being under my watchful eye.
Anyway, a few days ago I was looking through her phone that I found on the dresser randomly. I was looking at her open tabs and browsing history and I saw she conducted a weird Google search: Berry truck driver (our state). When I clicked the back button on the browser, I could see she had googled a phone number that showed up with nothing but indicated it was from another state. She turned the corner and saw me on her phone and sort of just dismissed it, but I immediately asked her: "who is Barry?
She played dumb for a minute… "what do you mean""what?" "Who?" And so I told her I saw her Google search and then her face changed. She got angry and weird. After some stuttering, she told me it was a weird man from the facility who was too smart for the staff. He was causing all kinds of problems and accusing them of malpractice and that they had to transfer him to the VA. She said he told everyone he was a truck driver, a pilot, and a private investigator. She was simply googling him out of curiosity.
I asked her point blank if this was the person who was trying to call her and she told me no. I asked again and she reassured me that it wasn’t the same person at all. The man who had been trying to contact her was just some nice man in the facility who had a wife and children. I accepted it for the time but I was stressed the heck out.
The topic bothered me and I sort of remembered something about the deleted text message that I saw from the pharmacy. I thought maybe the girl had mentioned the name of the man who was trying to contact my wife. I don’t know if it was the same day or a different day, but I eventually got her phone again and Sure enough the man’s name was Barry.
So now I’m assuming the worst and terrified that my wife had been sleeping with or initiating romantic interactions with a male patient. Even worse if he was some crazy guy who needed to be transferred to the VA hospital for outsmarting the psych ward at my wife’s hospital. Of course she swears it was nothing and I have no way to know what that was all about really. She got upset and said that Barry was just a normal guy from the hospital, not a crazy guy and that she had lied to cover because (again) she was afraid of me flipping out or getting paranoid. If she’s being honest, she’s is doing a horrible job at preventing triggers. She swears the facility was too well monitored for any sexual activity and he was just a normal nice guy in her group sessions. She can’t recall if he was married or had kids like she previously said. Seems suspicious.
Of course I Google the topic and find that there are lots of credible research articles about lax restrictions in mental hospitals around the country and that patients having sex with each other and with staff members is a serious problem that plagues many facilities. Seems extreme, but during my worst moments, I’ve thought about getting a STD test done for peace of mind.
It doesn’t help that when I rummaged through her stuff from the facility, I glanced in her group work books and found that pretty much after the first day or two she wasn’t participating. She wrote a reflection about how she hurt her family and did a few worksheets about how she wants to see her kids, but she never mentioned me at all. Presumably she was sharing her writings with her group sessions and it hurts me to think she may have hid or downplayed the fact that she was married.
Prior to her hospitalization, she was telling her AP and her father and the police and pretty much everyone else lots of untrue things about me. She was telling them that I "couldn’t stop laying hands on her" and that I had hit her and beat her in the past. We’ve had a few mutually aggressive scuffles years and years ago, but I’ve never been a wife beater and I was certainly not an abuser to her.
I’m worried that she wasn’t being honest in the facility and allowed herself to continue the manic fantasy… I’m worried that she baited some poor mentally ill truck driver to fall in love with her and want to rescue her after their hospitalization. I’m worried that she thought about contacting him and running off.
Her lack of honesty and transparency is causing me to have all kinds of crazy thoughts and it’s almost like she enjoys making me this way. I can’t explain it but I’m starting to feel manipulated.
[This message edited by MilahsRealHusband at 3:06 PM, Friday, October 27th]