Ok...I do not have BP but I am willing to bet my firstborn that my husband does. There is just nothing else that makes sense. I am so exhausted, at the end of my rope. He just 'goes off' with little or no warning. He can be happy one second and yelling at me the next. He gets this wild look in his eyes...then comes home from work and is happy as a lark. He says the only problem he has is me, then comes back and says he's sorry he doesn't know what is wrong with him. I just don't know what to do. He was on Cymbalta but I just found out he has not taken that since Jan. 8. He says he is just angry and foul inside, and that is just no what life is about. But if I try to help, I just get screamed at...what can I do?
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