My ex is being released from the hospital tomorrow. They can’t hold him legally more than 15 days unless he’s a threat to himself and others. He’s taking the meds, orally, because he hates needles so much. The social worker said he is much less angry and confrontational when they present him with the actual truth since taking the meds, but that he has this fixed delusion about me and my son which does not change. At this point, it is mostly about my son. He’s apparently written me off, since I would not support him in the delusion that I was in CT spending the week with him. At the hearing about his meds, he told them, “Don’t listen to my wife, she’s a drug addict.” He firmly believes my son lives in CT, and is coming to see him at any moment. He comes up with a new excuse every time he doesn’t show up. The latest is that “his mother made him bring some stuff to Florida so he has to drive down there.”
She said he seems quite functional in every other aspect of his life. He talks about needing to get home and pay his bills. They tested him for dementia and there is none. He’s simply delusional. I didn’t get the actual diagnosis but have a call into her again, now, just to ask that question.
I am not particularly upset that he’s being released. He won’t take his meds, and will become more delusional as a result, but we just have to wait for that to happen and they’ll bring him back. I don’t think he’s capable of coming down here, nor would want to, now that I’m a drug addict. My son is moving so even if he had his address, he won’t as of next week. I’m pretty sure that he doesn’t remember that he got it, let alone could figure out how to get to CO. My sister is somewhat concerned, but the social worker said he has not brought his old home into the delusion at all. I advised her to call the police anyway, aprise them of the situation, so that if she needs them they will take it seriously.
The one good thing is that she and I have now re-established a relationship. We used to be close. When my ex started a fight with me the day before I was scheduled to be induced into labor, it was to her house I went, and she went with me to the hospital and spent the day with me. The falling out was a result of my ex wanting to isolate my son and I from his family, and from her somewhat intuitive knowledge that he only brought chaos into people’s lives. She no longer thinks that I talk to him, or in any way would talk to him about her. She said when I come to CT in the fall, she hopes I’ll stop by and see her.
I spoke to my son and told him about his dad being released. I said to him that the lesson is “don’t isolate yourself from the world, ever. Cultivate and maintain people in your life. We’re social animals. We need other people in our lives.” He agreed, and seriously, he’s one of the most social people I know, lol. I once said to him, “Someday you may want your own place, by yourself.” He said, “no, I need people around. I don’t want to live alone.” I’m grateful for that. Very grateful.
So ends another chapter of ridiculous drama in my life. I have a feeling there will be more, with him, before it’s over. Perhaps though, I won’t be as directly involved. It’s another hope I have.
Love and light, everyone.