OP here of ex with mental illness. Girlfriend of abusive ex lives in another state. She doesn't visit often enough to know he's nuts. Only sees him some weekends in summer and every couple of months the rest of the time. He is very careful not to let people know about him. I was his girlfriend for 5 yrs and never saw one sign. (We didn't live together & he traveled on business.) I won't let her know bec I'm afraid of him. I hate mental illness but wish there were some kind of way to inform people who is dangerous. HIPPA laws, ugh.

Finally divorced my abusive husband who could have killed me a couple of times. Afraid he will hurt someone else. Wish there was some way to warn his new girlfriend (he has mental illness, you wouldn't be likely to know it until spending 24/7 with him for several months because he hides it or it isn't in evidence sometimes for a long time). I wish someone had warned me but he kept me away from anyone who might have ratted. Terrible to feel as if I should do something and knowing I'd better not.

My husband needs help for mental illness but will not get it. I keep sugesting he should go on disability and get himself fixed. He will not because he thinks no one will hire him if he goes on disability. I just think his mental health is too important and we will figure something out.

Why do outdoor workers stare so much? Is it a group mentality? I'm cleaning my garage & some guys working on the neighbors driveway keep watching me. Rude!!

I have been on a diet for a while. I have more time to go (10-12 months?) It's fine. But my city has suddenly decided that it wants to have a food renaissance with all the amazing new places, gourmet food trucks, festivals and whatnot. Food, food, food. Everywhere I look. lol I just try to make a mental note of things that seem interesting for when I've reached my goal. In order to keep the weight off, I have to plan on how to maintain it. Finding a balance. My hope is that I can eat my healthy diet, continue exercising, etc. and then once a week, hit the amazing places/events based on any cravings I may have. I can't do healthy living 24/7. Kudos to those that do. I'm not built that way. I am OK with dirtying my "temple" every once in a while. I just have to stop doing it on a daily basis! :)

Has anyone see the new huggies commercial where someone surprises the new mom? I saw it tonight and they listed the baby's name. Wylee. Really? I try so hard no to be judgmental, but I see some serious teasing with that name.

Oh, and also (Continued), I have baby fever. But I also want to get my tubes tied. Bc DH doesn't want anymore children. He's afraid I'll get fat and won't be able to lose the weight. I know it sounds awful, but I seriously think its something he can't even help. It's like a mental thing. Maybe I should have him hypnotized to help him get past it.

I think it's more detrimental to believe that you know what's best for everyone than wheather or not someone wabts kids.

I'm in such a mess of a situation I can't even begin putting it into a confession. I'd need 3 pages to even scratch the surface. My god I'm so stupid, how did I let it get to this? Meanwhile my life looks perfect from the outside, I look perfect from the outside - yet I'm holding back tears at least 5 hours out of my day. I wish I had a friend. A true, non-judgemental, selfless friend to confide it. I can't trust anyone.

My DH is in such a bad mood and acting so awful I just want to stuff him in a box. He never acts like this. I don't know why he had to pick today. I know I should be patient, but he is no fun to be around at the moment. I had a horrible, horrible day at work. I got to have a meeting about a little girl whose dad is in prison, mom is homeless and on drugs, and grandma can't be bothered to bring her to school half the time. I can't teach her if she is not at school. It was super fun getting to explain that to grandma during my lunch (half) hour without sounding judgmental. At least grandma showed up this time. So , yeah, I didn't have a great day either, honey! Also it's the first day of my period, so either shut up or bring me some chocolate, or both.