|Oct 29 2010|
Let me preface this by saying my wife has never displayed full on mania, never been hospitalized and when I have noticed hypomanic symptoms they have been sporadic at best and usually pretty mild.
A week ago I mentioned she blew almost 600 at a casino while on a mini vaca with her GF. Well she went back down with GF this past weekend and apparently they aren't together anymore and apparently the casino was the tip of the ice berg.
Yesterday I have to go home early so she can go to tdoc appointment and she calls me at work about an hour before I'm leaving and tells me she thinks she fucked up and I'm going to be very mad. Very mad doesn't begin to cover it, she actually left me speechless I was so furious. She was going to try and sell a couple rings I had gotten her, one being her wedding band to try to help us through this rough patch and instead got the idea to go to Zales, buy something on clearance on her credit card and sell that instead. Not a great idea but as a temp solution until payday it would do. Instead she bought a $500 ring for herself. Then when I tell her she has to take it back, she tells me no I can if I want to but she won't, guess what, that damn ring is going back and I don't care who takes it.
Today she texts me, first contact all day, about an hour ago and wants to know if she can join a dating site to message this girl she is interested in, that she stalked on myspace so she could message her that way. She just go heartbroken by her GF, spent 3 days in bed basically over it, and now all of sudden she's on the market again.
in one month
$600 at a casino (never gambled in the 4 years with me)
$500 Ring out of the blue even though we are pawning stuff to get food
Wants to join dating site to get new girlfriend, 4 days after getting heartbroken by one she supposedly was in love with.
I bet if I really put my mind to it I can think of a dozen other little things.
Yesterday she informed me that her pdoc in fact had wanted to prescribe BP meds but she refused and his compromise was to get her to at least take the anti-depressants because those she could live with. And the best part is if I lay out this pattern to her and use it as a reason she is in a mania of some sort she will of course just dismiss it. This should be a fun bit here, at least she isn't going totally nuts but is that what's next. I need a giant bourbon and a beer.
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