ADecadeLost
 
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What is your sexual orientation: Straight
Who in your life has "personality" issues: Ex-romantic partner
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« on: June 17, 2013, 05:10:04 PM » |
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I know I'm walking home into a time bomb this evening and just need to vent in advance.
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A few months ago my BPD Wife left her medication as she prepared to begin DBT. The initial fallout drained me to no end, but with time things leveled out some. For a solid month and a half things were actually "ok."
Then one of my long time employees moved away and it's been a downward spiral once again. In my wife's head, she had been in competition with this employee to see who could leave first (my wife dislikes the town we live in and I've agreed to look for jobs elsewhere so we can be in an area that is more to her liking). This employee and her husband left without jobs to a place they wanted to be. In my wife's eyes, this is the appropriate solution to her problems. I, however, will not take such a gamble and it has been a contentious point as of late.
Anyway, she has been depressed, but controlled the last few days regarding this issue. Today, however, I received a phone call asking if I would recommend this former employee for a job. I gave a basic positive reply as I always do and cringed at how my wife would overreact to the fact to this employees success getting interviews while she herself has struggled to do so. It would have been rough, but bearable. An hour later, I receive a text from my former employee announcing that she had just gotten a job, thanking me if I had spoken to her new employer. Knowing my wife's current mindset, I've just gone from a rough evening to Armageddon. As soon as she sits down at facebook and sees the news, she is going to go off the absolute deep end. Knowing how bad it will end up being, I really don't want to go home, but that unfortunately is not really an option.
Nights like this I sometimes wonder why I put myself through it.
Done venting for now. Though not feeling any more relieved. Wish me luck.
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