So what do you do when.... MC session bites you in the a$$? An appology is turned into "coming back with your tail between your legs"? Following your MC's advice you tell wife what is on your minds and she loses it? W stops taking prescribeed mess and says she is trying to feel well for herself and the kids? Asking a question and walking away becomes "storming out of the room"? Things are being given new meaning after the fact. Go to the store becomes driving off in ahuff. Telling the to behave becomes never letting them have fun.
The sudden return of the roomate syndrome has and is taking it's toll on me. I'm not sure of how much more of this I can take. It will be a real test to see if we end up keeping our MC appontment this week. How have others approached the "stopping of the meds". And the flip flopping of reality on a daily basis?
M43 W38 D9 S6 M13 T15 Grenade 01/10/09 1st bomb 03/16/09 2nd bomb 07/22/09 1st thread Desperate for direction