I’m so sorry to hear this, for you both. My DH found it extremely difficult to try and get me to help myself. I laid in bed for 2 months, stopped going to work and eventually one day whilst he was at work, I took the biggest OD that I had ever took. By chance, my Aunt popped over on her way home from work for a cup of tea. I then remember being in an ambulance. After this, he made it clear that he loved me and would stand by me but I needed to go and get help if our marriage was to survive.
I had a bad childhood, addict parents, sexually abused from the age of 5 by a “family friend” until I was 9 and started to fight back. Eventually after a couple of years of fighting for custody, my grandparents were awarded custody but the damage was already done. Despite being safe and loved by my grandparents, I’d already experienced too much too young. I was good at putting on a front, I had lots of friends at school, normal teenage years as in attending house parties, clubbing at 18 but nobody knew apart from my grandparents that I’d been on antidepressants since I was 13, I counted in 3’s, showed obsessive behaviour with cleanliness and routine. I met my DH at 14, married at 21, had 8 unexplained miscarriages by the time I was 27. Lost both of my grandparents suddenly in their 60’s. Grief consumed me.
i wanted help by the time I found myself in that hospital, I wanted to feel normal. I was fed up of “waiting to die”, I had a husband who adored me, who wanted to build a successful like with me, who wanted to raise children with me and I needed to get mentally healthy in order to do that.
Your ex owes it to his children to get help to get better and I really hope he sees that soon. Sending love to you x