Living with Mental Illness
I married a woman who takes medication for her mental illness. She has two children from her first marriage who are also mentally ill. Sometimes they take their meds, and one of them is a pot-head. When she and I first got together, her kids were pre-teens and at first I overlooked the issues because I loved her and thought I could deal with it, but I am now being driven INSANE by them.
They are now in their late teens and the verbal abuse she puts up with from both of her children is appalling and I am supposed to turn the other way because of their illnesses.
I support both of her kids financially because their drug addict of a Father wants nothing to do with any of his three known biological children.
I came from a relatively normal home and have been a hard working adult all of my life. I see these selfish lazy thankless idiots suck their Mother and I dry of our money, sanity and vitality and want to throttle them both and kick them out on their a****, but her overriding enabling maternal feelings for these parasites keep then here.
I often feel I need to pack it up and leave for my own financial, physical and mental health regardless of the love I have for my wife.
I often wish I didn't marry her in the first place and blame myself for the situation I allowed myself to fall into.
If there is such a thing as Karma, I should have won the Lottery by now so I can buy a secluded island to make my escape.