HIs BP is something like 160/105, and he will not go to the doctor. Says he will not take meds for the anxiety because of the way they alter your brain.
Says he is unable to function at a job due to all of the stress, etc. Stress meaning money, his life, which he hates.
He continues to blame God for all of his woes and I have been keeping my mouth shut on this one because I know that if he would stop doing what he is doing, repent, things would begin to turn around.
There is a lot going on with him and each time we think he has crashed, it does not seem to be the case.
The other night, I received a text late at night that he sent which said, "Help me." I texted him back and heard nothing, called, nothing, called S18, and he was calm and said his dad probably drank too much. I said never assume, we should go over there and climb the gate as it is locked all the way around. He said no, let it be. Sure enough, h said he drank too much.
He said he really hates his life and sees no way out of it and that it is boring.
He said all he does is get up, watch tv, try and eat something (he says his appetite is very poor, eats a sandwich and that is about it), watch more tv, drinks about 6 beers at night.
The Bomb: 08/05 H moves out: 06/2006 H moves back: 01/07 & Out again: 01/07 H moves back: 03/08 & Out again: 04/08 H moves back: 05/09 & Out again: 07/09 Divorced 08-12 Kids: 22, 20, 19
