I need help ya'll. I don't have anybody to turn to. My life and my mental health are at the lowest point they have ever been. This is probably going to be a stupidly long post, so if you read through it... thank you. If it's too long, no pressure. a lot of this will be anxious rambling.My mother passed away a month ago, and about five days before that, we lost our dog (who my wife had for 14 years and I also grew very attached to over the last 6 years). My wife was extremely close with my Mom. My step-father, about two years ago, while I was a couple hours away for 2 months for training, tried to make a move on my wife while my mother was in chemotherapy - he basically tried to cheat on my Mom with my wife and texted my wife while sitting right beside my mom. At the time, my Wife sent screenshots of it to my Mom, and all hell broke loose. They almost split up.I have asked my wife repeatedly over the last year of ways we could reconnect, activities we could do together, ways for us to try to rebuild our spark. I only get reasons the things I suggest can't be done (for example, she can't walk due to medical reasons which is fair, she can't focus on tv, she doesn't like board games/puzzles, so they all get rejected) while offering absolutely no alternatives for me. She gets upset when I start getting closer to my only male friend because I long for some kind of relationship with somebody but can't seem to get one from her. When we got married back in 2019, she was my best friend, but it honestly felt like not long after that she completely dropped off in terms of interest in me. She started making 0 effort to do anything with me at all, she doesn't sleep in bed with me.. It's barely a functioning marriage, honestly. But we still have our good moments now and again.I struggle with crippling anxiety and have had trouble working for the last year/year and a half after my last job went really badly. I was doing ambulance communications and I unfortunately within my first few days had to deal with an extremely traumatic call, and frankly I felt like I was not prepared. Why I thought I could do that job? I don't know. I guess I wanted to do something that people could be proud of. Myself included.Unfortunately, my anxiety comes out in ways that makes me always feel super antsy and I can't ever sit still and it often comes out as anger outbursts when I can't deal with it. I used to punch walls but over the last couple years I stopped doing that and have made strides to make improvements because I realized that wasn't ok. The last time I did that was about a year and a half ago at this point I think or longer. I patched up all the holes that were anywhere.I'm undiagnosed, but I've got suspicions that I might be on the spectrum. I have been diagnosed with ADHD and I did hear Borderline PD being floated around at one point, but I haven't heard that for a few years. My anxiety has basically ruled my life. I only have one friend outside of my wife.In the last month since my Mom passed, my wife has spent every free moment she has had over at her (my stepdads house now I guess) house spending time with him and supporting him and my two brothers emotionally, while seemingly completely ignoring me. She does not sleep in bed with me, and when she does, it's halfway through the night after she's come back from my step-father's house at 12am/1am in the morning - if I'm lucky, often she will choose to sleep on the couch.I had brought it up to her the other day that I have been anxious about how much time she has spent over there (in a non-angry way) and was met with reasons why she was doing it and basically was told it would continue happening. Essentially because it's her safe space and he's giving her the support he needs. Ok cool, why not give me that chance?Yesterday, I talked to her at 6:20 because I needed our car to get food. She was at my stepfathers house. She said she was fine walking home in the dark if I came to grab the car, and she would use my stepfathers' car to drop our daughter back off at our house for bed and take his car back to his house immediately afterwards. I told her I opposed to her walking in the dark, and she simply said, "You don't control me". I was only saying that because I care about her.After that comment, she said she had something to do at the house that would take her about 30 minutes and I could use the car then. I assumed she meant she was coming home very shortly (leaving our daughter at his house) so I could use the car, then when I got back, she'd drive back over to pick up our daughter. Instead, I waited, and waited, and heard nothing - so I tried texting her to clarify, and got no answer. I tried calling several times and got no answer. I instead called my step-fathers house phone, who answered and told me she was already talking on the phone. This upset me because I personally would prioritize my wife and put whoever I was talking to on hold to speak to her - for all she knew I was having an emergency. But she did not do that.I was half walk walking there when she finally picked up my call (she didn't call me, I had to call her several times to get through still) and she was doubling down that she did not mean that she would be coming home early to let me use the car, but she meant after she came home to put our daughter to bed. I retorted, asking how that made sense - why do I need a timeline if she is going to be back home anyway? What's the rush? Is she in that much of a hurry to get out of here and back over there afterwards that I need to be on a timeline?When I get there, I unfortunately and inevitably boil over and blow up because I'm tired of feeling neglected and being left on the back burner. It has felt like for the last four years my wife married me for a baby and for my family/Mom (as her Mom left her when she was a child and always dealt with trauma from that, understandably) so she latched onto my Mom heavily. They were inseparable. But it basically feels like her having a husband has just been a sort of awkward side effect in order to have the other things she wanted. Now that Mom is gone, I feel like she's lost her last shit to give for me.I have had anger issues in the past tied to my anxiety, but I have gotten much better at controlling my outbursts over the last year. I don't even remember the last blow up I had, and my wife acknowledges that I have improved.So when I get there, my stepfather gets in my face and it just amps me up even more because as it is he's already half the reason I'm anxious. By the end of it, my wife is angry at me, my step father is angry and punching the wall, my wife doesn't let me say goodbye to my daughter and she is telling me she is done with me and that my mother wanted her to leave me (despite my Mom always trying to work with me and suggesting ways I can try to build things back up with my wife, like asking for things we can do together which my wife never worked with me on). Things were getting very tense with my stepfather so she told me to leave, and I asked if I would see her tonight, to which she said "I have to come home". I took this to mean that she'd be coming home.I went home, and over the next 4 hours, repeatedly texted her and called her and got no responses (because I still needed the car and I hadn't gotten to say goodnight to our daughter - I say goodnight to her every single night. She's my world). She finally texted me, said "I don't want to talk" and turned her phone off. I tried walking over there, and the front door lock had the battery removed, so I was unable to unlock the door and enter my own family home where my wife and daughter were staying.7am this morning, I have been laying in bed anxious and crying all night unable to sleep not sure what is going on. Unable to handle it, and wanting to see my daughter because I don't know what today would look like, I walk over there and the battery in the front door lock is back in, so I am able to gain entry. I walk upstairs and find my wife and daughter in my step-father's bed (which has happened before Mom passed, usually when our daughter would go down for a nap and my wife would join her, but it still really rubbed me the wrong way especially after everything that I talked to her about and that has happened). I woke her up because I was like "wtf" and she clarified it was because my daughter got scared in the other room throughout the night but it still just seems fucking weird to me but apparently to her its totally okay and normal even knowing what happened in the past with himI've tried talking to her over and over and I'm just getting nothing back but adamant that she's done with me and she's finished and has been done for a long time (despite wanting to have another baby 2 months ago....? which tells me she clearly did think things were getting better..). I've tried swearing that I would change my lifestyle and do anything to try to prove to her we can make it work. Before Mom passed, I was applying for jobs for a couple of months (I counted this morning, I had sent out 18 applications) and heard nothing back from any of them despite being able to get a job when I was younger without any issue. I don't know what gives.My wife is on ODSP for health-related reasons (anorexia, anxiety, they used to think she had bipolar but I think they question that diagnosis now) and I am under her as a beneficiary. With the combined income we have, we are barely able to just scrape by. I would supplement our income by doing Instacarts or other side gigs to pay for my food.. until my car got T-Boned and I ended up buying a piece of shit that keeps breaking down over and over and over again. So now we rely on one car (her car) and I'm beholden to her basically. Now she's saying that I'm going to have to figure out somewhere else to go. I have literally nowhere else to go. My credit is shit. I don't have any money or savings. I can't stand to end up back in that house with my step-father, where I watched my mother die on her deathbed. I think I would legitimately go insane. I'm in an extremely vulnerable position right now and it feels like everybody is making me out to be the bad guy when all I wanted was a fair shot with my wife, and now I feel like I'm going to lose my daughter and all everybody keeps saying is "you won't lose her you'll have shared custody!" as if that makes me feel any fucking better. shes my whole world i dont want to not be a part of her life
and my wife even with the way she has treated me I still love her so much. she was the only person that ever gave me a fair shot.How can I fix this? What can I do to help convince her to come home? I already lost my Mom who is the person I would go to in this exact situation to help mediate between us and calm me down and I don't even have that any more.I can't lose them too
I tried telling my wife calmly that the whole situation makes me uncomfortable and that if she cares about me and my mental health she would try to find an alternative or just come home at night to sleep at least and that I can be calm but she completely ignored that and just came home to grab a bunch of stuff and left to go back over there. I feel like I'm going fucking crazy and I have nobody to back me up at all. My sister moved to the States last year to be with her Husband, so it's not even like I can go stay with her. it really feels like life as I know it is completely over and i dont know how the fuck it's supposed to get better from here when every single support i have and person that i cared about is going to be gone from my life and im already so depressed and anxious as it isWhat should I do?? It feels like the world is playing a cruel joke on me the last while. everything just goes from shitty to shittier every week it feels like, I dont know what else can go wrong but im sure life will find a way. today i booked counselling, talked to my doctor who prescribed me lorazepam (have yet to pick it up), and they also suggested grief counselling that both my wife and I could do together but of course my wife showed no interest in that anyway or didn't even acknowledge it. it really feels like after my mom died something broke in her brain and now im the one thats dealing with the consequences. I thought of maybe trying to get her flowers but that would eat into my food money and she really isn't much of a flower person anyway. and I honestly think she might just throw them out.I just wish she would try to work with me instead of giving up on me completely. ive spent the last 24 hours in a basically a constant panick attack and i cant calm down. i'm just pacing around the house non stop in distress and im honestly amazed i havent had a fucking heart attack with how fast my heart has been beating. i couldn't sleep at all last night.i don't know what to do. my dad lives 8 hours away so it's not like i can just go easily stay with him even though my wife was super open to the idea of me moving 8 hours away when i ironically suggested it this morning. my heart is just so brokenam I really the one that's in the wrong in this situation? I did blow up yesterday and yes I raised my voice but I never ever have gotten physical and I never insulted her or said anything nasty, I was only pissed off because she was ignoring me and I was making that clear although I know I did it in the wrong way. I blew up. but it's hard not to blow up after months of being ignored and seeing her give everybody so much love and go out of her way to connect with them while completely ignoring me.It doesn't help that I basically depend on her financially because even if I were to also get on ODSP which I really should be, I would get fuck all from the government because we'd be a double disabled couple. I think I'd get like some stupid small amount of $100 a month or something. Gee, thanks, that's enough to live on. So I feel like I have no options and I'm completely at the whim of what she wants to do.it wouldn't hurt so bad if I hadn't been trying for so long to get closer to her and being met with a wall, and now I'm being treated like I'm the one that wasn't giving her the time of day.
Edit/Update: Things have just continued to spiral even more out of control. I set up a
GoFundMe based on the recommendation of others here. I hate being in this position, but anything that you might be able to give would seriously make a huge difference for me at this point in my life, and I seriously appreciate it - you guys are all amazing. I will be sure to pay it forward to others as soon as I get myself into a better position.From the bottom of my heart, thank you all.