It’s A Fucking Hostage Situation

Things have not been good with my ex and I. Two kids and separated, waiting to be officially divorced. I went off my meds because the one really upset my stomach and I think I’m FPIES allergic to it. The other one I think is useless on it’s own or whatever, I didn’t want that one. My ex refused to give me the kids back and said I needed the meds even though I havent been on mediciation in ten years. I raised my kids until this point completely sober without mental health intervention. I’m so mad, my blood is boiling. My mother was telling me to just take my pills to get my kids from my ex but I felt like he has no right to withhold them based on that. What, I need to be medicated for the next 18 years straight?

While I was trying to work with the police to get my kids back and try to enforce our separation agreement, my mom royally fucked me over. She went to the police and told them that I said I would kill myself. I absolutely did not. Have I had moments, thoughts, or moods in the past? Yes. However, now I was just focused on getting well and getting my kids back. My house was honestly a disastor but I had been feeling sick and depressed over the situation. House messy with kid toys does not equal suicidal.

So now I’m in the hospital for God knows how long. My ex wont bring the kids to visit me or even let me say goodnight on the phone. Everyone keeps telling me to worry about me and my mental health but I’m more depressed than ever. Hopefully this bullshit is over soon. I miss my kids so much it hurts.

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