if he’s that stupid let him do it. In my last covsnreation with my daughter, she said she would have said the same thing and she meant me too. The last covsnreation with my daughter was terrible. She sounded abusive just like her father taught her. I know she is fourteen and feels abandoned. I could not sacrifice my sanity or life for her. I just couldn’t take it anymore and will not let it happen to me again. I can always walk away. I may or may not be bipolar. I do suffer from post-tramatic stress disorder. Yes I had a lot of abuse baggage but when I was promised bullying would never happen in Lebanon. I believed what I was told. I just wanted to help my daughter again and her best friend not be bullied. So I became delusional because my past came crashing back and I could not get help because no one wanted to step up and when I did I had no friends. That usually happens when you try to stop bullying. You get the blame for trying to help someone else being abused when you step in. I don’t care about what happened to me anymore. I just want to be happy like I have wanted to be all my life. So I will be. I am in therapy and just starting to move on. What you see in a relationship does not include what goes on behind closed doors. When I went for my first hospilization, I already knew by my husband’s reaction, that we would eventually part ways. I tried very hard to make it work but everyday it got worse. In the end I think I just wanted to escape for awhile to see if things would change. I knew they wouldn’t with all the abuse, denials, ignoring, and pure hateful looks from my most precious best friend who turned on me, instead of consoling and helping me. If it was me the first thing I would have done is get a second opinion. I would have also challeged the drugs available and be totally involved in my supposed loved ones treatment. It did not happen for me. I was made out to be the bad person for fighting back. Becoming depressed because of name calling and insults. Being ignored because they said they didn’t know what state I was in. Even though I begged to be paid attention to and not feel as stranger in my own house. Well so it goes the most wonderful man I thought I ever met in my life is gone and with him went my daughter and step-son. So what do you do you go on. Even if you know they are in a bad situation in Lebanon where you know it will get worse and there is nothing you can do. I can’t say I won’t worry but, they don’t care and haven’t since I became ill. Love is not abuse. Love is caring and supportive no matter your illness. We all know the statement when we marry, it’s in sickness and in health. I guess that promise meant nothing and it’s ok.Cheryl