We have been married for almost two years, but now her true colors are really showing. I just found out a month ago that she is not bi-polar (as she claimed to be) and has psychotic episodes/ personality disorders.

In Oct, I had a mental breakdown and almost died from an overdose. I was in a coma for a few days.

As soon as I got out, she had a "breakdown" with trying to hurt herself and being completely insane.

My inlaws hate me because I had to call 911, because I was scared for her life and mine. She does this bullshit where she will do/say something horrible to/at me and then completely deny saying or doing anything of the sort. I'm always the asshole. I didn't go with her to the mental ward of the hospital when the ambulance took her, because I knew I'd just be sitting in the waiting room for hours- plus I had just gotten out of the place and was not keen on going back there so soon. This started WW7 with her family. Her whole family hates me and talks about me behind my back. I know because my wife tells me some of it.

So, the matter at hand: My wife threatened to OD today and locked herself in our bedroom. I said I'd call 911 and she opened the door right away. That was this morning. Just a bit ago she kept locking herself in the bathroom and bedroom.

(News flash, she just came out of the bedroom to say sorry-ill get to why in a bit- and asked if she could go in my craft room. My craft room is my safe place, and is also where all pills, knives, razors and any other thing she can harm herself with are. I told her no and she had her own room to do anything she wanted to with it. She just locked herself in our bedroom again.

About 30 mins earlier, she screamed at me while I was on the phone with my mother, telling me how I, "ruined her life" and how she can't spend Xmas with her family because "all they do is talk shit about you."

I am utterly spent with this bullshit. I'm going to read her journal, that she clearly left out of the room for me to read.

When is it time to say enough is enough? I've had to run our home like a mental hospital for the past two years we have lived together.

I have my own mental and physical issues to worry about... And now I have to deal with this bullshit.

I am tired, scared and lonely. She doesn't let me have friends, and if I do have them, she talks shit about them and gets mad at me for not spending more time with her. Both of us don't work at the moment. I just had to quit my job (that I actually really fucking loved) because she had another mental breakdown. So now our apt is back to mental ward status. I dish out our pills, etc... Now she's claiming that she refuses to take her meds at all. I'm not even sure if she takes them in the first place. She gets mad if I look at her while she's taking her meds. So I have no idea. I've tried to talk to her doctor and therapists, but she just lies, so it's no help.

I feel like signing myself back into the hospital just to get away from all this drama.

Can someone PLEASE give me some advice as to how to handle this? I can't take it much longer. She is controlling that I have hide this website and just tell her I'm journaling on my computer.