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911, Sanitarium


And just like that, it all came crashing down.

Rye had a meltdown of biblical proportions yesterday.  I confronted him on something he did not want to be confronted on and this triggered a three hour emotional breakdown that including thinking the devil was out to get him, a witch had put a curse on him, and on and on and on.  It was lovely.  And you know what?  Meltdown all you want, young lad of mine.  It’s still my way or the highway.

In the meantime and unbeknownst to Rye,  Don spent yesterday sending me snarky emails about things I am not doing around the house and how I am falling short on my domestic duites.   He then came home after I had finally gotten Rye ok and settled and continued to be snarky and when I blew a gasket in repsonse (cause I was a wee bit tapped at that point), he stated he wants a wife and apparently I am not fitting the bill.   I’m not real clear but I think when he says wife he means mother or girlfriend because a wife is exactly what I am.  And I happen to think I’m a pretty good one, considering.  And hey, as long as we are putting in requests, I would like a husband that helps me with our mentally ill son and doesn’t just go to work, come home, tune everyone out and sink into his own emotionless world of tv or on his iPad for the rest of the night.  That would be lovely.

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Dial, dial…

911 Operator:  “911 Operator, what’s your emergency?”

Me:  ” Yes, could you please have someone transport me to the nearest and nicest sanitarium?  Thank you.”

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5 Comments

  1. I am so sorry you are going through this. I also hit the wall today and the idea of a sanitarium is most appealing right now. Wanna share a room?

    Wednesday, April 6, 2011 at 12:35 pm | Permalink
  2. Angela wrote:

    Big Hugs. Its rough on a marriage sometimes when your raising a special needs child. I hope ya’ll had a chance to talk it out.

    Wednesday, April 6, 2011 at 2:18 pm | Permalink
  3. Mama Bear wrote:

    Sorry to hear about the bump (mountain) in the road. It seems to come out of nowhere sometimes.

    Sunday, April 10, 2011 at 11:48 pm | Permalink
  4. sherry wrote:

    I have, from time to time, wished I were the kind of personality that can just curl up in a sobbing ball and “collapse” emotionally. Wouldnt it be a great stress relief to just leave it all to everyone else for a change? Do it or dont do it, I am not able to cope right now.

    Not in my makeup, fortunately or unfortunately depending on how you look at it!

    Monday, April 11, 2011 at 6:26 am | Permalink
  5. Melody@ LTS wrote:

    Honey, I am sooooo there with ya! Seriously.
    (((((hugs))))

    Wednesday, April 13, 2011 at 7:45 pm | Permalink