So I was a little coy earlier when I was still trying to figure out what the heck to even do, but on top of all of the other really crappy stuff that has happened over the last 3 years, my wife is now officially checked into an inpatient Behavioral facility to be treated for what is most likely bipolar disorder. The last month, and especially the last week, has been quite a wild ride. Thankfully she at least was able to recognize that her mental state was a problem and was in agreement to be admitted.
I'm incredibly drained right now. Thank goodmess my parents are retired and heading out to help out. And I many here have dealt with churches that just act crappy to people, but man I'm thankful that the people iny church aren't judgemental jerkoffs that pretend they have it all together, because I'm pretty sure I'd be my wife's neighbor right now if I didn't have a good support structure in place.
Funny story though, my wife got transferred to the facility from the hospital last night. I wasn't allowed to go with her, so she called me after she got checked in and told me that she met a woman who said her name was "God". My wife told her that since she already has a God, she wasn't going to call her that, so the woman decided she was going to call my wife Beelzebub.
