My (ex)wife struggled with bi polar & ADDher whole life, but wasn't
diagnosed until a month ago. Days after getting diagnosed & being put on
medication our marriage ended. When we first met, as amazing as my wife
was, she was timid, shy, and struggle...
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My (ex)wife struggled with bi polar & ADDher whole life, but wasn't
diagnosed until a month ago. Days after getting diagnosed & being put on
medication our marriage ended. When we first met, as amazing as my wife
was, she was timid, shy, and struggled communicating. I assumed she was
late bloomer & as she gained experience she would thrive. As the
relationship progressed her timidness and inability to communicate
clearly became a problem. She also didn't keep promises, had outbursts,
& struggled to apply for & keep jobs (she started off strong but would
quit or get fired in a few months). I struggled & the relationship
started to slip into something that felt more like a parent-child
relationship. I saw so much potential and I didn't understand why she
struggled to let it out. 10 months ago she fell into severe depression
(self injury, suicide threats, mood swings, tantrums, shutting down,
fidgeting). At first, I thought she was doing it all to hurt me and she
was being selfish. I didn't understand. I cried and I could barely eat.
5 months ago, I was finally, sort of, understood and I started to fight
the depression and not her (as much). I pushed her to admit her
problems, to tell the nurse her problems, to be honest with the
therapist. I lost myself. But, I stuck by her. At the same time, a local
guy (no hs degree, bad job, bad reputation) started to pursue her. She
went on & off meds she didn't like. Then I went to the nurse with her
and I explained all her symptoms. The nurse said, "I had no idea! You're
bi polar. I have a medication that will help you." 5 days later, I had
my wife back. I could finally breathe. I was quickly falling in love
w/her again. Then, I went out of town for work. On the day I was
supposed to return, we spoke on the phone and she was so sweet and warm.
We made plans for the holidays and for our future (she could finally
envision the future again!), but sadly, I had to tell her I wouldn't
make it home that night. I'd be home the next day. I came home the next
night to a clean house, a dinner in the fridge, but no wife. She texted,
"Don't worry I'm not breaking any promises. I'm not doing anything
wrong. I just had a lot of energy. I'm feeling good and I'm just being
me." She came home 6 hours later a 5AM. She had been to the big city all
night with the local who was pursuing her. She didn't think she did
anything wrong, but my heart was broken. Now, I'm confused, alone, and
broken. Why did this happen? I fought so hard.