How do you walk away from someone when they are having mental issues? I thought I had finally gotten free then I got the call that he isn't mentally stable, to the point he is a danger to himself and possibly others. Once again I had to step in, spent weeks with him in the hospital trying to get him better. Then played babysitter bc he almost blinded himself seeing bugs in his eyes that simply aren't there.
I am working on getting him a live-in nurse, in the meantime, I am once again having to be the sole caretaker. In the last month, I think I have been home maybe 3-4 nights to sleep in my bed and that is the last couple of days. How do I disengage but at the same time make sure he is okay? Is it selfish to want my own life as someone is dying? Even when that time is extended bc some of the treatments I talked him into worked.
He asked me to come home, that he loved me but like I told him he wants a caretaker, he doesn't actually want me. He doesn't want to fix this dead relationship he wants not to be alone. Someone who is there bc he is lonely, he is wanting someone to sleep next to him, to cook for him, clean for him. What he doesn't want is me, doesn't want to put any effort into making me happy. Honestly, I don't want to go back, I have zero need to go back. I told him that I don't trust him, giving up the independence I fought hard for, his promises mean nothing, giving up my home away from him is not an option.
It isn't me as a person he wants he just wants the security that I am to him. He wants a caretaker, to not be alone. That I can understand but he has gotten enough of my life, enough of me for several lifetimes.
An hour after we got home from the hospital, after I told him I needed sleep at my house for a few hours, he had one of his junkie g/f at the house, guess what she did? She stole all his pain medication, broke into his phone, and transferred money to herself then took his keys and $500. After going through the shit she left there I found my clothes, makeup, lingerie from before I left just all kinds of shit. She actually broke into the house a week later thinking no one was there, I was waiting for her, she got physically removed from the house her stuff she had left thrown in the streets. Guess who had to deal with that? I finally just filed charges on both of them for all the stealing, cc fraud, bank fraud, getting multiple phones under his name, and on it goes.
I got rid of both of them, filed charges, told him if he talked to either of them I was done helping I am tired of dealing with them.
Finally, I am home hopefully soon we can have someone taking care of him full time. Right now it is taking everything I have mentally to deal with this. Why do I always take care of others but not myself apparently.
